AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT: “Ramona”
As a part of my course, we do a lot of writing [I know, what a surprise], so I thought that every now and then, I might share some of the pieces that I’ve come up with during class. This particular one came from an exercise in our Storytelling class, where we took characters and conflict, and put them in different places.
Ramona ate her lunch on the same park bench at the same time every day. She had the same peanut butter sandwich, in the same lunchbox, preceded by seven barbecue shapes, and one granny smith apple. This little routine helped her feel calm in the middle of a hectic day at work.
Jessica and Emily ate their lunches together every day, but the sandwiches and locations changed. Sometimes they went to a café, sometimes they stayed in the office. Sometimes, they too headed to a park bench in the Carlton Gardens, just near the one Ramona sat on.
Sometimes they would use this time to talk about Ramona, not realising that their voices carried on the wind.
“Ramona’s cut her hair again,” began Jessica. “Does that girl even own a mirror?”
Emily laughed. “Someone needs to tell her to visit an actual hairdresser next time, instead of letting some five year-old loose with a pair of safety scissors.”
Ramona had finished her apple, and was three bites into her sandwich before the tears began to fall. The refuge of the park bench didn’t seem so comforting anymore. Maybe tomorrow she’d eat the same lunch somewhere else.