Quaky Trump
posted by Gabriela on Saturday, September 09, 2006|


I haven't written in a while. And maybe you're expecting a good post, since there hasn't been one in a couple of days. I hope you are pleased by this one.

Have you ever done something bad, and days after that you're still feeling guilty? Even if you just stole chewing gum from Wal-Mart? How about when you do something bad, for the first time and you get caught? Yeah, getting caught cheating during a test, while everybody is cheating but nobody cares about them, even if they do it all the time and you don't.

Yeah, that's life.

Here's one of my stories, the most recent one.

It happened in a summer night, there were lots of plastic ducks floating in the water, it was a game from the fair. You had to pick a duckie, and see the number written in the bottom of it. Then they would give you a lame prize according to the number. When I saw the yellow duckies I remembered I'd always wanted one, but I never had one. And I wanted a duckie so much, but they weren't for sale, they were part of the game. I still thought they were lovely, and the classical toy that I never had. Here's my confession, which I think is pretty predictable... I stole a plastic duck (#89 by the way). Actually I didn't steal it, but I told someone else to steal it for me, and he did. I still can't help feeling bad about it, and it's a little stupid because I think the person running the game didn't notice, since there were so many ducks. I still think about it when I see "Quaky Trump", yeah my stolen ducky has a name. And I think that I would probably wouldn't like someone stealing from me, and I know I don't like it, I've been robbed several times. Those bastards! Anyway, I still think about the mother and his little kid running the ducky game...yeah I feel guilty, and I think that it could have been me. I guess some of us can't be bad. And that makes me feel good about myself, but that only happens when I'm not feeling guilty about my crime. Just kidding, I'm trying to get over it.

I think I'll never forget this weird anecdote. These kind of moments are the ones that stay in your memory, like the first time you didn't do a homework, or the first time you wore glasses, your first day at school, your first crush...


XoXo
Gaby




3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said... on 2:06 AM  

Hi Gabriela!

Again very nice post! I think you should stop being sad about the duck thing. if the owner had known your passionate desire, i am sure s/he would let you have one of them. As you said, it is kind of first homework etc. Hope next time that idea won't disturb you ;) you know what? you did a great thing by sharing it! it really helps lot!

Greetings
Osman

Blogger Janet said... on 8:33 PM  

If that's the worst thing you do in your life you're well on your way to sainthood:)

Blogger Gabriela said... on 9:00 PM  

I just feel guilty when I harm someone else, I'd rather harm myself. Oh...that sounds super stupid...And yeah, maybe it is. But it's true.

XoXo
Gaby

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