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Ballerina Girl- the new house guest

Updated on June 8, 2010

Normal???

What is normal anyway?
What is normal anyway?

How can they go on like everything is normal, nothing will be ever normal again! We just finished supper and Mom had laid the worst news imaginable on me. Picking up the juice glasses I headed to the kitchen. I couldn’t believe it, my cousin Simon…living with us for 6 months! Sure Simon’s changed, he was five last time but I still had visions of childish, awful pranks floating through my head! He’s in grade eight and a brain, I can sure see us getting along, I do good to get a C- average! Worse, he’s here in nine days.                 

          Those nine days flew by like the last days of holidays before school. I tried to be cheerful but just couldn’t adjust to having brainy Simon in the house.

          How am I  going to survive, trying to squeeze my ballet costumes, which normally hung in the guest room, his room now, in my closet. I just know it’s going to be a nightmare.

          Too soon it was Saturday morning. Mom was getting brunch together when she heard my Uncle’s car,

          “Elizabeth, put the orange juice on the table.” called Mom, rushing to the front door,

          “Harold, they’re here!” 

I wished I could have been as excited as Mom was. First in was Aunti, arm full of bags and trying to hug Mom at the same time.

          “Aunti, let me take those. Are these Simon’s?” I asked.

          “Yes, thanks sweetie… they’re his bedding and…stuff,” she said, giving a shrug of her shoulders. “I’ll be right back with more and then …I want a big hug, it has been way too long.” she said smiling and was out the door.

          Now if Aunti were coming for six months that would be fun, I thought asI lugged the three big bags into the guestroom. What in the world does he have in here…bricks? Simon swooshed past me with some boxes just as I dumped the bags on the floor .

          “Hey there cousin! Wow, great room,” he said, making a fast sweep of the room with his eyes. “This is going to be fun!”

          “Oh yes…fun. Hi Simon” 

          Simon had changed. He was nearly as tall as I was. His frizzy blonde hair was gone and in its place was long wavy dark hair which seemed to have a mind of its own.

          “Ah…how was the trip down?” I finally managed.

          “Good. I slept most of the way though. We left early and things have been really hectic.” said Simon pulling stuff out of a bag.

          “Hey, by the way, thanks for bringing the bags in Liz.”

          “Simon,” I said, taking a deep breath, “the name is E-liz-abeth. I don’t like Liz. Never have, remember?”

          “Oh yeah” he said barely looking up from his unpacking. “Habit,” then giving me one of those hideous grins I remembered so well. And it starts, rolling my eyes heavenward.

          “I think that one is bedding and the other two…well, just bring them over here. They’re part of my computer set up.”

          “Computer? You have your own computer?” I asked a little dazed, dragging them over to his desk.

          “Yeah sure! Don’t you?” he asked, with some surprise.

          “Ah no…we don’t even have one in the house.”

          “Oh… Hm-m hey!” giving my arm a shot, “that’s okay. I can show you some really neat stuff on the net and I have lots of games…”

          “Yeah sure, sometime. Look, I better go help Mom, brunch must be almost ready.” and I scooted before he could high five me. 

Moving In!

Surprises!!!

The next morning Aunti and Uncle were off to Turkey. That evening the four of us sat down for supper. Already I could see trouble brewing.

          “Simon, that’s my spot, I always sit beside Dad” but Dad was on it.

          “Elizabeth! …does it matter where Simon sits?”

          “ That’s okay Uncle Harold. It’s Elizabeth’s place, I can move.” said Simon with an apologetic smile my way. Great, now I feel bad, no way.

          “No, Dad’s right. Sorry. I‘ll sit by mom.”

          “Good girl.” said Dad, smiling encouragingly at me.

          After we said grace and everyone had their plate full, the room got awful quiet. Finally, while Mom filled glasses with milk, she asked,

          “So Simon, how are you making out? Have you settle into your room okay?”

          “Oh Yeah, thanks Aunti. The room is great.  Mom left some surprises for me under my pillow. She usually does...” his voice got a little choked.

M-m-m, a Simon with feeling, he has changed some.

          Feeling a bit sorry for him, I said,

          “I love surprises… Do you mind? What did Aunti get you, she gives such interesting presents?”

          “Books” said Simon gratefully.

          “Books? What kind of books?” Simon gave me that horrible impish grin,

          “Don’t look so surprised cousin…I can read you know!” I felt myself turning red.

          “Didn’t mean for it to sound that way.”

          “I know, just teasing…yeah books, I love them and Mom always gets me a couple whenever they go away. This time I got four.”

          “Wow, four! What are they”

          “Well, one is about Turkey…the country…not the bird” I made a face at him. Okay, touché,

          “and there’s one about the geological foundation of Turkey,” Oh brother.     

          “And then one about basic drawing…”

          “Drawing?” finally capturing my interest. 

          “Yeah. Do you draw?”

          “Sort of, I just started.”

          “Me too! I’m looking forward to this one too. Maybe we could share, it’s pencil drawing.” Well, at least there was hope.  

Common Ground?

“What’s the last one, you said there was four?” I asked him.

          “Yeah well, just a personal interest….” he said, looking at Dad sheepishly.

          “About what?” asked Dad.

          “Oh…it’s one about…ballet” he said, quickly tucking into his supper. My fork clattered to the floor and I hoped my mouth wasn‘t hanging open.

          “What…did you say.” I asked. Mom nudged me under the table, but I couldn’t believe this. Simon looked up, his face a deep red.

          “Ballet.”

          “This one sounds interesting.” said Dad smiling.

          But looking at Dad and seeing no mockery coming from that direction, Simon continued,

          “Well, last year, at school, we had a compulsory class in classical dance. It was ballet. We all had to do it.” he said, with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, “At first I hated it, just like the other guys. But then I grew to liking it. In fact the more I danced, the more I liked it. You guys must think I’m kind of weird?” he finally asked. I shook my head in amazement. First likes books, draws and now…ballet!

          “Simon, I think that’s wonderful.” said Mom, “Ballet is always short of male dancers. What level are you in?”

          “Really?” he asked.

          “Sure,” said Dad, “tell us about it.” It was Simon’s turn to be astounded.

          “Well, I just started pointe but I’m having trouble with it.”

          “Pointe?” I said knowing I sounded like an idiot but I just couldn’t hide my amazement.

          “Yeah, you know…where the ballet dancers have to dance on their toes.” he said teasingly.

          I had the grace to turn red again,

          “I know, sorry, I just can’t believe I’m hearing you right… You actually dance pointe?“

          “Yeah I do. I started a couple of months ago.”

          “Simon, I dance, and I’ve been in pointe for a year!” Simon’s eyes lit up and he grinned. This time I genuinely grinned back. Wow! Who would have thought, Simon in ballet.

          “Really! A year! That’s so great. Obviously you have a dance school and here I was afraid I’d have a hard time finding one.”

          “No trouble,” I said, suppressing a giggle,  “and it’s really close. What ballets have you danced in?” I asked, flabbergasted at the unexpected turn of events.

          Simon began telling us of the few shows he’s been part of. Mom reached under the table and gave my hand a squeeze. I squeezed back, giving her a big smile.

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      rls4immanuel 6 years ago

      It is always a blessed thing when we come out from behind our masks and just be what God has always intended for us to be. We should all be so courageous to go with God as He shows us what we are to do with HIS gifts!

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Amen! rls...well said! Bless you for your faithful reading and your continually supporting remarks. May Love and grace from God be yours

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      Inge 6 years ago

      Isn't it amazing that cousins have so much in common. Having experienced just that, the last three weeks, I still marvel that it took such a long time to come to this realization. I feel truly blessed to know you so much better now.

      Love you...Inge

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      coffeesnob 6 years ago

      Very nice. I love this piece, It's refreshing

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      masmasika 6 years ago

      Great hub. I love it.

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      @ Inge...you are so sweet...am glad you came to visit in the hub...look forward to our next face to face visit! love you

      @ coffeesnob...blessings to you...I love my ballerina girl!

      @ masmasika...thanks! glad you stopped in for a read...blessings to you

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      Leptirela 6 years ago from I don't know half the time

      Love this, you have style :)

      thanks for sharing

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Leptirela...thank you so much for those kind words, and thanks for stopping in to have a read...glad you enjoyed it. Blessings to you

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      Nell Rose 6 years ago from England

      Hi, I found this by accident and I am glad I did, it was really interesting, it is funny how when we don't see a relative for a while we always get the immpression that it is going to be the same as it always was, we forget how people change, cheers nell

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Nell Rose, thanks so much for taking the time to read...it was so encouraging to recieve your comments. And I agree, no matter how old we get...change seems to catch us by surprise...cheers back to you Nell...blessings

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      BethShay777 6 years ago

      Are you going to write more?? Its great :)

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      BethShay777 ... yes I am! And I can hardly wait to get back at it... we (my family and I) have been on a bit of a journey so we are just (hopefully) coming to a place of landing in a single place... thanks for your enthusiastic response... readers like you make all the energy spent in writing worth it! Blessings to you, Ulrike Grace

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      mona d 6 years ago

      love this piece...jus idling and found it...so glad i did...very interesting.

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Thanks mona d, glad you enjoyed it...blessings to you

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      skye2day 6 years ago from Rocky Mountains

      Hello unlike grace. I truly loved this story. Charming and fun. God is so awesome as 'he can turn all things for good' There is nothing ordinary with God rather extraordinary. I look forward to more reads. It is hard to make it all around the hubs to read the awesome writers but I hope to make it more often. I have seen your pen name around allot. I read most of the same writers you suggested on your profile. God has put a host of friends on my path at the hubs. I am eternally grateful. So sister keep shining that light inside of you. You are a precious gem in the chest of plenty. In His Name. Love and Peace. HUGS to you and yours.

      up and beautiful

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      skye2day, hello and nice to meet you! Thanks for your kind words they yruly were so encouraging when I read them. This is a "fun" story and I hope one day to be able to continue it...I wonder sometimes how their relationship is going...and God "can" turn anything around, especially those things we think are the worst disasters but God has planned for our good...Blessings to you, Ulrike Grace

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      umyjay 6 years ago from New Zealand

      this hub was awesome:)

      really enjoyed it!

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      umyjay, thank you for reading and joining the rank of "reader" on my hubs. I appreciate your comments and encourage you to feel free to do so on any of my hubs that you care to read. Blessings to you.

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      Terry Chestnutt 6 years ago from Cleveland, Ohio

      What a cheerful little story. It lifted my spirits. Perfect for the holiday season, too. Thanks.

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Thank you Wrath Warbone, I'm glad it brightened your day. Many blessings to you this Christmas season. Ulrike Grace

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      Ana Louis 6 years ago from Louisiana

      I enjoyed your story very much. Looking forward to reading more of your work in the future.

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      UlrikeGrace 6 years ago from Canada

      Ana Louis, thank you for your kind comment, I am truly glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping in and having a read. Blessings Ulrike Grace

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