January 29th, 2008
Vicky:
Sincerely,Wednesday, September 22, 2010
For Camille. January 21st, 2008.
Monday, January 21st, 2008
Before you crumple this letter and dump it in the bin, please read what I cannot say in person:
I realize now that I have wronged you something horrible. I might have not been the best mother, but I think you should know I still love you dearly. Although I haven't been around too often and it's been awhile since I have last seen you, I wish to know that all is well.
It took me some time to find where you lived, and please forgive me for doing so, for the mother that I am, I would like to know how my loving daughter's life has been since we last spoke.
Last I heard you had entered the university of your dreams pursuing the career of your dreams. It was medical school if I'm not incorrect, right? But that was 8 years ago, so I imagine you must be doing fairly well considering your current address.
I must wonder, are you still dating Michael? Have you married? Am I by any chance a grandmother yet?
I sense the letter has gotten quite long, so I will stop writing and wait eagerly for your response. With much love,
Mother
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tsvet
On the outskirts of the small town of Uhov, located near Moscow, lived Dimitri Petrov, by most people simply known as Doctor. Doctor and his 10 year old son Sasha, lived in a small cabin in the woods known as Tsvet (Color). Their cabin was designed by Doctor's wife, Ekaterina, who passed away when Sasha was 3.
Ekaterina was a very artistic person, having a rather gaudy and eccentric taste, which clearly showed in Doctor's cabin. The outside was painted in canary yellow with multiple different patterns in hundreds of different colors. Yet the most outrageous part of the cabin was an excessively large chandelier hanging from the living room ceiling. A combination of neon pink and lime green glass with gold and silver swirls, as well as small crystals, beads, and figurines hanging with strings, the chandelier always reminded Sasha of a sort of deformed octopus.
At first, the chandelier didn't bother Sasha, for it reminded him of his much missed mother and her gaudy taste. However, as he grew older, he felt embarrassed by the overwhelmingly flashy chandelier. Particularly when Sashkin, a classmate of Sasha's, ridiculed him in front of the entire class.
Deciding that he could no longer live with the ugly chandelier, he confronted Doctor, who dismissed Sasha's complaints with a simple: "But Sasha, you should be nothing but grateful that your mother left us such a marvelous gift from which to watch over us!". Infuriated, Sasha devised a plan to get rid of the tacky thing that had caused him so much trouble and embarrassment.
Once Doctor left the cabin on one of his routine town checkups, Sasha found a long metal rod and positioned himself below the chandelier. At the count of three, he swung with all his might, making the chandelier shatter into thousands of pieces below him. Once on the floor, the broken crystals that remained from the chandelier started glowing, and from them, the ghost of Sasha's mother appeared in front of him. "Oh Sasha!" she wept. "I was content being trapped in the chandelier to watch over you, but I see that it is no longer possible." And with that, Ekaterina faded into the background disappearing from Sasha's sight.
Ekaterina was a very artistic person, having a rather gaudy and eccentric taste, which clearly showed in Doctor's cabin. The outside was painted in canary yellow with multiple different patterns in hundreds of different colors. Yet the most outrageous part of the cabin was an excessively large chandelier hanging from the living room ceiling. A combination of neon pink and lime green glass with gold and silver swirls, as well as small crystals, beads, and figurines hanging with strings, the chandelier always reminded Sasha of a sort of deformed octopus.
At first, the chandelier didn't bother Sasha, for it reminded him of his much missed mother and her gaudy taste. However, as he grew older, he felt embarrassed by the overwhelmingly flashy chandelier. Particularly when Sashkin, a classmate of Sasha's, ridiculed him in front of the entire class.
Deciding that he could no longer live with the ugly chandelier, he confronted Doctor, who dismissed Sasha's complaints with a simple: "But Sasha, you should be nothing but grateful that your mother left us such a marvelous gift from which to watch over us!". Infuriated, Sasha devised a plan to get rid of the tacky thing that had caused him so much trouble and embarrassment.
Once Doctor left the cabin on one of his routine town checkups, Sasha found a long metal rod and positioned himself below the chandelier. At the count of three, he swung with all his might, making the chandelier shatter into thousands of pieces below him. Once on the floor, the broken crystals that remained from the chandelier started glowing, and from them, the ghost of Sasha's mother appeared in front of him. "Oh Sasha!" she wept. "I was content being trapped in the chandelier to watch over you, but I see that it is no longer possible." And with that, Ekaterina faded into the background disappearing from Sasha's sight.
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