Monday, February 20, 2012

Prince Charming



           I used to believe in a prince charming when I was a child until now I still believe that they exist. Let me tell my dream.
          I had a dream, I dreamed that I was a princess and, I had everything I wanted, everybody loved me, my desires were orders. But I was not happy and I was thinking about that something was missing in my puzzle. Everyone wanted to be like me. They thought to be a princess was incredible. They were wrong because to be rich is not always easy. You cannot have all the friends that you want, you must be with the children of good family and rich like you. You cannot go to some place like a nightclub for example, or go out very late at night. Everybody think that having a bodyguard is amazing but it is not because you are not free to do things of your age and having a boyfriend is very difficult.
         I was a princess but I was sad, I was always dressed in black. My father ‘’the king’’ tried to help me, he called everyman to come and make his daughter happy. Everyman came and told me their experience in life, the funniest joke in the world, but it didn’t work because I was still sad. My mother ‘’the queen’’ called everywoman to come and give her ‘’lagaré’’ (means last love) the smile that she needed, and everywoman tried but nobody could. All the people in the castle or in the village were unhappy because they couldn’t help me.
          My parents advised me to travel to another country but I refused. ‘’Cinderella’’ one of my friends advised me to get married like her so I can be happy because Cinderella was unhappy before she got married. Her step sisters abused her many times. She couldn’t go anywhere, she stayed at home to do chores, and when she got married her life changed.  I said yes, and my parents call all the single princes to come and I will choose the one that I want. Every single princes in the world came but just one said no because he was not ready to get married. I saw all of them, they were kind and well cultivated but I said no they didn’t complete my puzzle. My father called his best friend to persuade his son to come and meet me. The prince answer was ‘’ why should I married a women if I am not happy?’’  ‘’ I want the best for her and I know I can’t make her happy.’’ The two families were doing their best to make us happy.
           A friend of the prince told him to meet me just once. If we love each other we will get married and if not he could return, and he would  be disappoint if he never meet me, because he will never know if he will love me or not.
        One day, I received a letter from an unknown person, I opened the letter; ‘’ dear princess I heard about you, we have the same hobbies and that you want to be married to complete your puzzle. I need a woman like you: courageous and cultivate. I also heard that you always wear black clothes. I hope I will help you to be happy and I really want to meet you soon. Hope you will answer me, Ps: my name is not important.’’ I run to my parent’s room as soon as I finished reading the letter. I was breathless when I got in my parent’s room.  ‘’ what is the matter?’’ asked my parent’s, I showed them the letter and my father laughed, ‘’ I know who is this valiant man’’ said my father. ‘’ who is he?’’ yelled my mother and I ‘’ he is my friend’s son and I’m sure that you will love him like I do’’ and I repeat ‘’ I hope father, I hope’’
          A week ago we met itch other and we felt in love. He asked me to married him and I accepted. The planning of the weeding was so fast. Two months later we were married. I moved to his house and all our parents and populations were happy for us. Two years later we got twins ‘’Sasha and Binta’’ I was pregnant, it was a men, and we decided to name him ‘’ prince ZOUZOU’’ like my father. I knew my puzzle wasn’t complete, But now it is because my husband and my children complete me.
          I will never forget that dream; I will continue to believe in my prince charming and the true love. I have never seen him before. But I know he is somewhere waiting for me.
By Mami.

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