by C.E.Robinson
The Ultimate Gift – Heart-to Heart Movie Scene
On Jason’s journey to answer the ultimate question, what is the relationship between wealth and happiness, one of his 12 tasks is to find a true friend. Desperate to find one and no luck with people he knows, he meets a young, spunky girl named Emily in the park with her mother, Alexis. He convinces Emily to be his friend so he can fulfill the task.
Emily has leukemia. Soon after they meet, she’s in the hospital for treatment.
Jason visits her there, and asks, “What’s your dream?”
“I don’t know what I expected, but now it’s a perfect death. To be with people I love, and who love me.”
“Jason, what’s your dream?”
“I don’t know, for the longest time it was just to have fun.”
Emily smiles, “Guys are clueless. Even if you don’t have a dream, you gave me mine. That counts for something.”
I’d like to think that in the end, not like Emily’s end, we find out something important about ourselves. It’s similar to life’s ultimate gift, or the fulfilled answer to “what’s your dream.” It wouldn’t come from inherited wealth, but from the simple task of reading a book. Not the ever popular self-help kind, but from a good old fashioned value and virtue kind. I think we’ve gone too far away from that in today’s digital world of cell phones, iPads, social media, and spectacular futuristic screen and book fantasies; The Hunger Games, World War Z, the Twilight Zone, and The Giver. We’re plugged in, hooked up and stuck in a dystopian future, zombie take-over, vampire romance, and life without memories, color, and the word love. Not places to answer, “what’s your dream?”
I’d say it’s time for a 360 degree full circle change, sort of back to the future to remember how we were pleasantly affected by things like Disney movies, and storybook time. For a few minutes let’s just shut out the present world craziness and go back to a quiet, serene place in childhood. Close your eyes for a better look. Trust me; this will be a fun! Take a favorite book out of your bookcase and hold it in your hands. I bet it has a fancy cover and colorful pictures inside. Now, think hard, wasn’t there something memorable you learned from that book? Maybe there was a picture or part of the story that stayed in your mind, and gave you an unforgettable, good image or message. Not of grim world destruction, or a colorless life.
When I was a kid we had a rotary telephone, a radio, and books in a bookcase. That must sound ancient to you teenagers, twenty or thirty year olds, and even middle agers. But, I can remember how important children’s literature was in my life and probably it was in yours too, especially around twelve to fourteen years old.
It’s possible we don’t look into the past at what we learned to explain what we do today, and why we do it. I believe all grown-ups were once hopeful, optimistic kids who believed in their “heart of heart” they could make their dreams come true, no matter what, with some assurance their fairy tale life would end with a castle and every one lived happily ever after.
Some of what I dreamed about and what I accomplished along the way came from messages in movies and books. What I read as a growing up kid no doubt changed my thinking. I know I made a personal connection with impressionable characters and what those characters stood for.
I had two favorite books back then, My Book House books, a set of twelve books written in the 1930s, and The Little Prince. Hopeful optimism came from those 1930s Book House books even though critics said that the fairy tales in them often ended with a castle and everyone lived happily ever after, not the reality of every kid’s future.
In The Little Prince, the prince, a serious little blond boy, has adventures on neighboring asteroids near his own. His journeying brought him in contact for the first time with the strange narrow-minded world of grown-ups. The story showed me that too many people do not see what is really important in life.
The book I’m writing, Happily Ever After, is a remember when back in time about a young girl’s bravery, courage, hope and optimism. You might recognize yourself there, and how you answered your own, “what’s your dream?” This young girl believed that in her heart of heart she could do anything, no matter what. In her growing up years of hope and heartbreak, she kept a starry eye on her dream of what she wanted to be in this world, and when she was seventeen-years-old her dream came true.
Bravo! and I can’t wait to hear more – read your book Christina!
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Jodi, thank you so much for wanting to read more! There are drafts of four chapters on the site and more coming. It’s fun to write, getting into kidhood stories.
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I knew I recognized you! I have that same series of books as well as The Little Prince sitting less than twenty feet from me right now! I am not a collector, nor am I sentimental, but I can’t bear to part with them! I just retired from thirty years of nursing.
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Thanks so much fro your comment. I love those books, too. And the Little Prince! Reminds me of my Mom reading to me when I was little. We have nursing in common and retirement from several years in the field. Good to have time to write!
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Your post inspires. I didn’t discover 2 things you mentioned until I became an adult. One was “The Little Prince”, which is very different seen through adult eyes, and now an all time favorite. The second was the joy of childhood, which came with being a mother. Some dreams are postponed, through no fault of our own. But they do arrive. Lovely words, Christine.
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Thank you so much for your comment. Good that your dream caught up with you. Sorry that it came later than sooner, but it’s never too late.
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I think it’s impossible to “go back” to our childhood way of life (much as we would like to) but we can keep it alive in memoirs, novels, blogging posts and by relating to each other 🙂
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Thank you Sammy D for your comment. I agree, maybe only in writing we can do that! And sharing our experiences!
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Reading the story of the Fox was the first time I understood love…Thank you for an excellent post.
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Thank you, Robert, for your comment. Amazing how stories give us a personal message. Christine
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aww such sweet and honest post… I think today’s teenagers and middle aged people can relate to you and maybe some even miss that… some have moved forward from the tree house and the adventures that hide in the books… Love the post.
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Thank you for your visit and comment. I agree, young people long for old stories of their ancestors. I’m trying to write an inspiring story titled, Sunset Inn, about a young girl, back in 1945, who takes the challenge to grow up in difficult time and realize her dream to be a nurse. First 2 chapters are on this blog site. 💛 Christine Elizabeth
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