To help me write this post I listened to the podcast What You Don't Know (Lulu Wang) ,and read My Name is Margaret. For this blog post I’m practicing writing a scene from my past in which I made two decisions that had a negative impact. The scene takes place in Albania. I didn’t speak English back then so the dialogue was spoken in Albanian. Hoewer I have translated it.
It was a cold afternoon in 2007. I was seven years old. At the time my family and I were living in an apartment in Berat, Albania. We were on the 2nd floor. “Alright, here you go” my mom said as she rested the plate on the table in front of me. It was peas. A meal I enjoy today, but back then, my tongue just couldn't stand it. It didn’t matter who cooked it. Seeing my disgust my my mom added “That plate better be empty when I get back” as she closed the door. I grabbed my spoon and tasted it. “Ew!!” Just chewing on them left a bad taste. I said to myself “Ughhh, how am I going to finish this?” Then an idea came to me. I went and opened the window in the living room. I looked down to see grass surrounding the building. “This is brilliant.” I say to myself. I came back to the kitchen to grab the plate. As I was walking toward the window I notice that I spilled some juice on the floor. I put the plate on a table, grabbed a napkin, cleaned up the stain and continued to the window. I felt a light breeze come in as I opened it. I grab the plate and gently tilt it over. I hear the peas flying down. The sound of it hitting the grass shocked me a little as it was coming to me what I was doing. This didn’t stop me tho. I continued until the plate was empty and there was nothing left except the stains around it that showed it previously contained something. I close the window and put the plate back on the table. About twenty minutes later I hear the front door open as my mom came back. After we greet each other she asks “Did you finish?” “Yes” “The whole thing?” “Uhuhh” “Let me see” I grabbed the plate and tilted it for her to see. Seeing it’s empty she smiled and said “Good job!” A couple of hours passed. I was in my room doing homework when I hear my mom call me. “Ani!” “Yeah” “Come here!” I left my room and went to the kitchen to see my mom by the window pointing at something below it on the wall. I could feel the left side of my chest beating as my heart was racing. It was a stain. “What is this?” she asked. “Umm… I don’t…. Um… I don’t know.” “It’s a stain. It smells like peas. Did… Did you dump them outside?” “No” “Don’t lie to me” “No” “You swear?” “Yes” “So if I go outside I won’t find them?” “Yes” “Okay” I felt a bit of relief that I got away with it. It was short last hoewer as I saw my mom putting on her coat and leaving. She came back a few minutes later. I can’t remember what I say first: the anger on her face, or grass and peas in her right glove. “You lied to me!” she said. With tears rolling down my face I cried “I’m sorry!” “Why would you lie” “I don’t know, it didn't taste good.” “I don’t care if it didn’t taste good! It’s healthy and you should if ate it.” “Okay!” “There are people out there begging to eat not only do you just toss it, but you lied to me about it.” “I’m sorry.” A tear rolled down her left eye as she said “I can’t believe you lied to me.” It took her a long time to forgive me.
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Taylor Dannaker
10/1/2018 04:49:51 pm
I've always hated peas but it is very upsetting for a parent to be disappointed in you.
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10/1/2018 05:45:19 pm
I enjoyed reading the scene, especially when you dumped all your peas out the window. It reminds me of my childhood :)
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Joanna
10/9/2018 11:38:15 am
“There are people out there begging to eat" I've definitely heard this line before, its a classic. This scene took me back when i was younger and did these things as well!
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