My “Alice in Wonderland” Day
It was just another normal, boring day. My sisters were watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Charlie was at the entrance and the little wood things were singing “Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka” then it caught fire and the music went “ugh”… But I was out, ling on the soft greens in the backyard, watching the beautiful clouds change shape. Until something amazing caught my eye.
It was a bird, nay, a plane, nay, it was an eagle! No doubt about it! With its magnificently built structure, its golden wings and its red-brown beak, it flew with majestic power. It made its slaves love and adore it, respect and follow it. I, was a victim of its enchantment as well, it lured me away from my safe backyard, away from my secure home, into a dark, dark pit.
I fell aimlessly, not knowing where I would land nor when I would hit solid ground. I felt liberty and freedom flowing furiously through my veins. It felt wonderful. The feeling of felling, falling blindly. Fear was exhilarating; it gave me strength and power. The strength to overcome the rising fear, the power of knowing where and when I was going to land. Of course, it would be a hard, cold, floor board in three, two, one!
It was a room. I was in a room. There were doors, many doors. There was a table, a small little bottle was placed on it. Beside it, a key. I was not desperate to get out. Somehow, the feeling was familiar. I had been there before. Once, maybe. I took the key to try the doors, but none opened. I found a curtain and I moved it aside, there, I saw, a small door.
The key fit perfectly and the door opened. Unfortunately, it was not my size. Something told me to drink the mixture in the vile on the table, I drank. I did not know what was happening the second after. All of a sudden, everything looked so gigantic. Was the room getting bigger, or was I getting smaller? I saw the bright light shining through the tiny door it used to be. The light was beaming, luring me into it. Again, I was enchanted by the luminous light. I walked through the door and into a different world.
It was a world I knew not of. The plants towered over the ground; the flowers were as big as trees from where I came from. It was beautiful. The scene was amazingly breathtaking. There were no poles with electrical wires, no drains, no subways. Better still, no cement! I was in a world that embraced nature as one, a mighty, majestic world.
My adventures there did not last long. I met the eagle that took me there; I met the Cobbler, Tom Cat and Sherry the Squirrel who had tea parties all day long. I met the Queen of Spades who loved black roses and golden eagles. I also met the Hushed Hound who could disappear and reappear anytime he wanted. And, of course, no adventure would be complete without meeting Absolum, the ant with wisdom that was so great, it gave out a kingly aura.
I was mystified by their undying jolliness. I, too, joined in with their craziness. It was fun while it lasted, but time flies when you are having fun. In the end, I had to leave, I had chores to finish, questions to answer and things to do. Goodbye was painful, but it had to happen anyway. I gave them my wristwatch as a memento, the Queen gave me a deck of Spades cards, Sherry gave me a teaspoon, the Cobbler gave me little shoe key chains, Tom Cat gave me a wee tea cup and the Hound gave me a weird object that I could not make heads or tail out of. Absolum, of course, gave me nothing, only words that I could not decipher.
At last, I left the joyous world and back to the greens on my backyard. I sat on the grass, and reached for my pocket and what I thought was a dream, was not. The items given by my dear friends in the other world were in my hand, my watch was no longer on my wrist. Although it felt good knowing what happened really did happen, it also felt strange, distant and blur.
In the house, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was finishing. The cast was rolling. It was the end of my unusual day.
