Mother: Guess what today is my little coconut?
Daughter: (Groggy) Wha… what?
Mother: Comon’ sleepy head, today’s the day of our carnival cruise! Just you and me! (The mother holds up two tickets)
Daughter: (Jumping out of bed instantly) YEAAAA!
Screen Wipe Effect: A twinkle from the girl's eye explodes over the screen, transitioning the scene.
Docks. We see the mother and daughter walking away from a car. Both are wearing brightly colored dresses and holding suitcases. The mother wears a large hat with a gaudy assortment of flowers on it. The daughter is all smiles. They prance across a busy dock with many other travelers coming and going.
Daughter: Oh mama! I’m so excited! To finally leave the island and see something new!
Mother: Yes, your time has come. (Her smile is gone now.)
Daughter: What?
Two menacing sailors appear from behind a crate and grab the daughter, dragging her onto a smaller ship that looks very rusty and dangerous.
Daughter: MAMA? MAMA! WHATS HAPPENING? MAMA?
Mother: Goodbye my tiny coconut shell. I will see you again somday.
Daughter: (Tears in her eyes. She is shaking) MOOMMAAAA!!!
Friday, November 7, 2008
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the transition of the mother's nickname for the daughter - from the cheery "little coconut" at the beginning of the piece to the vacant, desolate "coconut shell" at the end really speaks about humanity at large. this story is about the rise and fall of our morals, the format of the short story punctuating the point that we as humans are but ephemeral beings, our morals even more fleeting than the physicality of our lives, our bodies. What I am trying to say is that it is the dichotomy of banana tunafish swimming-trunk that dictates the way we percieve the formalism of moose-head pebble hurdy gurdy as being such that the issue of our so called "humanism" can be described as such.
Concept.
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