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I was eight when I met Big Bird for the first time. Tall, nasally voiced, he moved along our ward,
high-fiving children and distributing lollies.
Back home all I did was to recount that visit over and over
again.
“There is a person inside that suit mum. When I grow up, I am going be that person.”
As I said that my mother smiled and hugged me tightly.
The next time I was discharged my father bought me home.
As I walked inside I saw a Big Bird suit on the floor.
My mother had spent the week stitching one.
I thought I'd put an entry in early this week. It's been a year today since my mother passed away, so it is a mother inspired story, especially as I did spend a fair amount of my childhood in and out of hospitals. The real man inside the Big Bird suit is Caroll Spinney who has been in that suit since 1969.
To read the tales written by the other Friday Fictioneers click here.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers Word Count : 100I thought I'd put an entry in early this week. It's been a year today since my mother passed away, so it is a mother inspired story, especially as I did spend a fair amount of my childhood in and out of hospitals. The real man inside the Big Bird suit is Caroll Spinney who has been in that suit since 1969.
To read the tales written by the other Friday Fictioneers click here.
Neat story, and cool tribute.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ce I am glad you liked it.
DeleteA very cheering entry! :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you unknown Miss K Zebra :-)
DeleteA little thing like a man in costume can bring happiness to children - the child wanting to bring the same happiness to others is such a noble thought. Nicely done story.
ReplyDeleteKids have that innocence about helping others. Thanks for your comments Ansumani.
DeleteI took a more poignant read - that the mother knew the child wouldn't be the bird as an adult... touching story either way.
ReplyDeleteOr the child's illness had cast a shadow over the future. Thanks for your comments Kimberly I am glad you liked it.
DeleteDear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteYou took Big Bird to a whole new level. A precious tribute to your mother. I'm also glad to know that the boy has grown to be a man. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
It was her first death anniversary so I wanted to write a mother themed story. Thank you for your lovely comments.
DeleteAww. Very touching.
ReplyDeleteThird paragraph "there is (a) person..." missing the "a" I believe.
Randy
Oops! Thanks for picking that up Randy, much appreciated. Added the 'a' and a little tweak to keep it 100 words.
DeleteThanks Sandra.
ReplyDeleteFulfilling a sick child's wish. Lovely story and sad with the foreshadowing that the child might not grow to adulthood.
ReplyDeleteThanks Joseph and you read it exactly as I intended.
DeleteThere is no greater accomplishment than to touch another's life in a positive way. Great story and wonderful tribute to your mother.
ReplyDeleteThank you for those kind words Russell, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteI love that mum knew just what to do. Lovely story! I was confused about "discharged?" Where was he discharged from? I'm a big fan of Big Bird and his loving ways, love this tribute to mums and BB!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Dawn. The first hint is that he is in a hospital ward "he moved along our ward". Discharged suggests discharged from the hospital. Sometimes with these 100 words you hope the connection is made, so I put in a personal mention in the footnote.
DeleteGood story and lovely tribute to your mother and her love for you, Subroto. I'm glad you overcame your childhood illnesses. Well done. :) --- Suzanne
ReplyDeleteThanks Suzanne I glad that you liked the story.
DeleteIt's a beautiful story, Subroto, and a lovely tribute to your mother.
ReplyDeleteVery poignant story. (My understanding of this is that it's a story about a sick child who has been discharged from the hospital, and his mother is doing her best to make life fun
for him).
~Vijaya (StrangeLander2015, or magicsurrealist2013.me)
Thanks Vijaya your understanding is absolutely correct. I am glad you liked it.
DeleteA lovely story and a great tribute. The people who go around in these suits in children's wards bring a lot of joy. I thought it was lovely that the mother had gone to that effort to make him a suit he could wear now so I too thought that the child was not going to survive to adulthood. Good story.
ReplyDeleteThank you Irene that is indeed what I wanted to convey. I am glad you liked it.
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