Monday, October 02, 2006

mathilda


mathilda
Originally uploaded by domo_arigato.
When Mathilda was only seven years old, her favorite pet caterpillar died. His name was fuzzbutt, and he was a bald, green, slimy thing. Such a devastating event would crush even the strongest of children... and Mathilda wasn't strong. Now, when she walks, she shuffles her feet everywhere she goes because she is too sad to even try to lift them. Why even bother?

In an effort to leave her sad world behind, Mathilda became obsessed with flight. She wanted to fly far away from where she was, and discover new, amazing things!

As she grew older, and her knowledge of physics grew, she realized that one could fly by filling a sack with hot air. She became quite happy, almost to the point of delirium, and was very excited about her discovery and tried to patent her idea, but soon found that this science had been discovered hundreds of years ago.

And, so, she was still sad.

1 comment:

Laura said...

Aw. I love Mathilda!