Park Love - Creative Writing Entry for February

Park Love

From the moment he set eyes on her he knew he had found love. Real love. It was not the usual excited feeling he got when he saw a female. The sort that took over him and most of his male friends more or less every time they saw someone of the opposite sex. That was a sharp feeling which, to put it quite frankly, made him want to mount the object of his desires and procreate. No, this was a different sort of longing. More of a round soft feeling, which made him want to follow her, gaze at her, smell her. For hours on end.

He had first caught sight of her at the park. She was walking along next to an old lady, who he assumed it was her job to look after. She walked along with a spring in her step, swaying her hips and looking radiant in the sun. She had turned to him suddenly and looked him in the eye for what felt like hours. Then she turned again and went off with the old lady.

That day he hadn’t even got a chance to get close to her. But he had seen her a few times since, at the same Park, and had tried to make a move. She always played hard to get. Not making too much eye contact. Moving away from him and standing next to the old lady so he couldn’t really get too intimate.

What he really wanted was to smell her. He had caught a whiff of her scent, but it was never quite enough. Not for him. He wanted to inhale her thoroughly. But with the old lady there, he didn’t feel it was proper to get too close.

John said these things take time. Not all females are the same, my friend. He used to say. Give her time and she’ll warm to you. You don’t want to be too friendly too soon.

Of course John was right. Bob believed everything John said was right. He was his best friend. They had been best friends for as long as he could remember. They lived together too. Shared a flat. Bob was the quiet type and John the chatty one. They could spend hours watching TV, sitting on the sofa together just enjoying each other’s company. They also loved going for long walks. John said it was good for the heart. And Bob believed him of course.

It was on one of those walks that they had met Mark. He was a tall handsome fellow, quieter that John. After a few months Mark had moved in with them. Three males sharing the same roof wasn’t always easy, that’s what John said, but it was fun. Now there were three of them on the sofa. Three of them going for long walks. At times Bob felt a bit left out, though. Once a week Mark and John would go out without him and come back laughing and joking without saying hello to him properly. The next morning things were back to normal and John usually invited him to go for a really special walk. Along the river bank, or in the woods for instance. Still, that was probably why he’d started looking for love. Before he was happy to run after the girls, but now it wasn’t enough. He felt the girl from the park was something more to him that just a passing interest.  

Today was one of those days. The day after Mark and John had gone out without him.

‘Come on, my friend, let’s go out. I’ll take you somewhere new.’ John said while lacing up his trainers.

‘Oh, you want to go to the usual park.’ He continued after seeing the look on Bob’s face. ‘I bet you want to see that friend of yours. The one that’s always with the old lady.’

At those words Bob ran to the door.

‘Come on boy, let’s go see if we can get you a date with your furry lady.’ Said John as he clicked Bob’s lead into the hook on his collar.

end of summer update

Hey everyone,
here I am. Very quick update for all:
I have 4 teeth now, two on the top and two on the bottom. Very good for biting.
I had an amazing first summer: saw an amazing gigantic bath twice. They call it the sea. I think it's because you can't see the other side of the tub..
Latest news is I've started to go to a playgroup with the girl with the ponytail, who I now call Ma-ma. Ah, I call big-guy Pa-pa. He seems to like it a lot. I started calling him that on his birthday, and he seemed to think that was very exciting.
Sitting up is history now. I can pull myself up. And, I can crawl really fast, and I can walk when holding on to my trolley-walker. It's amazing. Walking, I mean. Really much more confortable and sensible than crawling, though that is great fun too. I can't make up my mind which I like best. However, I do think I'll choose walking when we're out and about. Especially since Ma-ma has bought me those blue sandals.
Ok, time to go now...
Will update again soon.. PROMISE!!

sitting up 3 and breaking news

Nearly a month has gone by since my last post and some of you have started to ask what ever happened on the gigantic woosh and why I did not procede with the story. Rest assured, I will continue the narration (!), though in a more succinct fashion than the way I started it. 'Rather long winded post, that one was!' I hear some of you say. But first let me tell you what has prevented me from writing. I have learn to sit up! 'Not that again' I hear you whisper to each other. Of course I know I already wrote about managing to stay in a sitting position, but now I have actually learnt to get myself into it! After many attemps at a pilates stile sit up, and after much abs flexing, which resulted in nothing, I finally developed a more, lets say, yoga style technique. Rather simple really. I just roll onto my side and walk my hands along pushing my upper body until I am sitting up. Now I practice it a lot, especially when the-girl-with-the-pony-tail si trying to get me to have my naps.
Oh and another piece of news, is that my first tooth has broken through. Elia told me that is the name of this very sharp very tiny hard thing in my mouth. SInce it has popped through I'm not as keen on cheewing my hands as I used to be. Now I prefer to chew my toys, or someone else's hands, or nose.

big adventure and gigantic woosh?

Hi guys, at last I have found a little time to update you on my latest adventure. The greatest adventure yet since being upside down and travelling through the tunnel and out into this world. It all began with the usual morning routine, then bg and gwtpt started preparing very big bags by the door. I was popped into my car seat and off we went, on an outing, or so I thought. We travelled in the woosh, but it was a much longer journey than usual. I managed to stay awake and keep an eye on where we were heading, but I didn't recognise the places that wizzed past us. Eventually we arrived at a place where we parked the woosh and we all got out. A big person came towards us and made us get into a very big vroom-like thing and off we went again. The big bags came with us. Then the guy dropped us off at a place that was something I had never seen before. It was a bit like one of those shops or caffès that the girl with the pony tail goes to sometimes with blonde lady, but much much much bigger. There were big people everywhere. They were all walking in different directions, and most of them had big bags like ours, on what I think was a push chair for bags. Then big-guy got a push chair for our bags too and we walked to a place where lots of people were standing in line in front of a table where a lady dressed very smartly and who smiled a lot sat. Meanwhile, I had beed taken out of my car seat and was in the sling with big-guy carrying me. As we waited in line I started to feel rather sleepy and all the bustle started to make me nervous, so bi guy covered me with a white balnket and I managed to have a nap. It's a wonderful place to have a nap by the way. Anyway, when I woke up were were in a different very big room where everyone looked like they were waiting for something. They sat on blue chairs all in a row and read books, chatted or just looked bored. Big guy and gwtpt sat on two blue chairs and took my jars out of my green bag. Oh, good. I was just feeling hungry after that nice nap! They gave me my lunch and then we were off again. We waited in line again and walked along a corridor. At the end was a door with two eleganlty dressed people, a man and a woman. They smiled at us and big guy showed them a piece of paper he had been holding in his hands since we were in the waiting room. There were more smiles and we entered something which looked a bit like the bus we use to go to blonde lady's house, but bigger. There were lots of seats, alla facing in the same direction and one narrow corridor in the middle. We walked down in and big guy and gwtpt sat on two of the seats. I sat on gwtpt's lap.

very big bath

Hi guys, here I am at last after a very busy weekend. It was really really busy for a little lad like me, but I think it was busy for big-guy and girl-with-the-pony-tail too since last night they looked rather exhausted!
Anyway, saturday I went to visit blond-lady. I know you're all really interested in finding out more about blond-lady, but it will just have to wait, because first I'll tell you about Sunday! Ha!
Sunday was a long day. The girl-with-the-pony-tail woke me up as usual for my breakfast, then she changed my clothes. I thought we'd play on the big bed as we usually do, but instead her and big-guy started rushing around the house preaparing bags by the door. In a flash we were out there, me in my seat for the vroom. 'We're going out in the vroom!' I thought eagerly. But as we walked along the road I couldn't sea the vroom. Instead big-guy opened the door of a thing that was bigger than the vroom and not black, but white.
'Where has vroom gone?' I wondered as they put my seat inside this white thing. Then big-guy and the girl-with-the-pony-tail got in too. 'Woosh'. 'Woosh'. I heard. What was that sound. The white thing started moving and I realised it was that which was making the noise. Where is vroom? I kept asking myself. How can we get anywhere with a vehicle that goes whoosh?! But somehow we did. We glided along with this very silent Woosh. The girl-with-the-pony-tail played some games with me and then I fell asleep.
So that's the story about the Woosh. But what I really wanted you to know is the story about where we went in the Woosh.
I woke up next to the girl and she was looking out of the window and waving at someone. I recognised the face straight away. It was the girl of one of the little people I go to the park with, Francesco. He must be here too, I thought. We got out of the Woosh and went into a place full of big people and little people. Big-guy and girls and little people. The big people kept talking and laughing and they all had bags. Then they took each one of us little people to a little bed where they changed our nappied. Big-guy put me into a new type of nappy which he just pulled up from my legs instead of wrapping it around my bottom. Strange.
Anyway, what happened next amazed me and yet made me feel very much at home. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail picked me up and carried me near something which reminded me of the tub I have my bath in, before I go to bed. It was much much much bigger though. So big, I tell you, that all the big-people AND  the little people could fit into it. Yes, you heard that right. We all went into the big bath tub. It was wonderful. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail carried me down some steps and into the water. It was a warm feeling, like being cuddled all over, like being back in the place where I sat up side down for all those months. I flapped my arms up and down, as I always do when I am excited, and the water splashed around me. My big people kept smiling at me and looked really pleased by my reaction, so I splashed about some more.
We spent quite a while in the big bath tub. At one point a man held me in the middle of a circle made by all the people and swirled me around in the water. I smiled at all the big-girls very proudly!

big people little people medium people

Yesterday the-girl-with-the-pony-tail took me out for one of our afternoon walks and I saw something new. We were sitting at a cafè in the main square. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail likes cafés a lot. She had a drink and I had some water from my bottle. While we sat there two people caught my eye. The reason they attracted my attention was that they were a lot smaller than the-girl-with-the-pony-tail and big-guy and the two ladies that come to look after me, blond-lady and brown-lady (I'll tell you about them later on), and generally smaller than all the big-people I have seen. This is what Elijah and I call the people that walk on their feet and that pick us up and carry us around. Big-people. We call ourselves little-people, by comparison. We are the ones that have trouble sitting up. I have met a few little-people recently. I'll tell you more in detail about that too. But I had never seen two people like the ones at the café. They were sitting up on their own, drinking from a glass, but they were not very big. They were medium. I smiled at them a lot (they were girls by the way) and they smiled back at me. So I smiled some more. We had a good time smiling at each other. Anyway, that's something new to tell Elijah when I see him next. I'm sure he'll be able to tell me more about it.

sitting up 2

Sudden progress in the sitting up department. I am still not able to get into this position from lying down, but when the-girl-with-the-pony-tail places me sitting up on my playmat I manage to stay upright for a few minutes. She says I'm like a bowling pin, whatever that is. She sometimes helps me when I tilt to the side and then I can stay upright for another few minutes. It's quite thrilling, but I'm still not completely satisfied, as you can immagine. I want to be able to get into that position on my own.