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Author:  Sugar [ Sun Apr 03, 2011 9:50 pm ]
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I wrote this a few years ago for the now defunct mcr and found it on my memory stick so thought I'd post it

The wind was cold, bitter and biting, unlike April at all, but it reminded her of winters in the crisp Austrian Tyrol. The street was busy, department stores and boutiques with window displays enticing customers in with Mother’s Day paraphernalia. She pulled her hood around her tighter hurrying on. She had no money for frivolities, only enough for milk, bread and cheese.

She hated the way the North Americans commercialised Mothering Sunday so. Mothering Sunday was part of Lent and in Europe been seen as part of a religious festival. But not here. Here it seemed just another reason to celebrate. They couldn’t even get the date right. She felt it had been trivialised by such things as “Boss’s Day” or “Teacher’s Day” Any excuse for Hallmark to make money. Maybe children now needed that reminder to make sure their mother’s knew they were appreciated.

She let commuters and shoppers pass her by as she remembered her childhood, her mother and her love for her. Those first few years of her life she had been so loved and cherished but her mother so frail and weak had not lived for long. The memories she had of her were faded, grainy almost like an old news reel. Mothering Sunday had been a special day in those first years. She remembered thrusting tulips, daffodils or some other bright yellow flowers at Mama, scrambling up into her lap for a cuddle. The flowers had been held in her hot chubby hands all the way from Mass and were decidedly droopy but her mother exclaimed at their beauty putting them in old milk bottle displaying them proudly on the window ledge.

Kielbasa sausage, pickled herrings and beetroot soup. Sekacz, cake for dessert. Traditional food her mother loved so much and Papa detested. But for her, he ate and exclaimed and ate more. She hadn’t tasted traditional food in more than half a century. She wondered if next time she was out if she might stand inside a Polish Delicatessen, for there was bound to be one, the displaced immigrants arrived after the war and she knew they wouldn’t have forgotten their heritage.

She trudged onwards, lost in thought but aware of both the time and her errand. Dinner for the Sisters, working so hard for the poor of city. She wondered idly if they were not the poor of the city these days the Order seemed to be surviving on very little.

Her mother’s face came into her mind and she shook herself, she had chosen this life, partly because she felt her calling, partly to do good, partly to escape. She had wanted children, but she was at risk from this white man’s plague that killed her mother and no one would allow her to marry. But she hadn’t caught it, she could have married, she resented those men, those doctors who thought they knew best. How different her life might have been. If she had been a Mother.

“Kocham Cie Matka” Robin whispered.

Author:  Liz K [ Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:13 pm ]
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Oh dear! :(

Author:  Alison H [ Mon Apr 04, 2011 6:48 am ]
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That's so sad :( .

Author:  Abi [ Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:16 am ]
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Oh, that's terribly sad. Poor Robin. :(

Author:  ChubbyMonkey [ Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:50 pm ]
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For some bizarre reason I thought that it was going to be Elisaveta. How horribly sad!

Thankyou.

Author:  mell [ Tue Apr 05, 2011 2:49 pm ]
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Poor Robin :(

Author:  roversgirl [ Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:34 pm ]
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Poor Robin! That was very moving. Thanks.

Author:  Fiona Mc [ Wed Apr 06, 2011 11:03 am ]
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Poor Robin

Author:  chris84 [ Sun Apr 24, 2011 11:58 am ]
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Poor Robin :(

Author:  emma t [ Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:18 pm ]
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Poor Robin :( this was so sad :(

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