ESL Group Story Writing Class January 24, 2010
My son and I had already walked for 5 hours that day and we still had to walk for the rest of the day. The third moon started to appear in the sky and I felt sad suddenly. At some point my son pulled my sweater and asked me: "Where are we going dad?"
I said that we are going to climb the mountain. My son said, "Why do you want to walk such a long way?"
What son? Do I have a son? Maybe I'm dreaming.
I could see my son was tired, hungry and thirsty and I felt terrible because I had nothing to give him. And how could I tell him the truth? We were running away from his mother who had become a zombie.
It was what I wanted to tell my son, I had problems with his mother. She pushed me to leave the house and go away. I was so angry that I decided to go for a walk and had hoped to feel calm after this walk.
I glanced back over my shoulder nervously. The road was clear behind us but the pale blue light from the two moons made the road appear to glisten. I decided that it would be OK to allow my son to rest for a few minutes before we attempted to climb the mountain.
We chose a spot in the woods next to the road and I lit up a small fire when my son had already gone inside the sleeping sack.
I could see clearly the third moon of Uranus rising now, and something in my gut told me it wasn't a good sign, for it reminded me of the first time I saw it: almost 35 years ago. Maybe it was just a coincidence but the third moon never brings good new with her.
I had to wake up my son. I needed to wake up too. It's very bad to have a scared son, -even in a dream. Then I saw some edible plants. I knew that we had to eat, otherwise we would starve.
I put a stone in the fire and the plants on top of the stone to cook them. I was worried they could be poisonous but we had no alternative. A thick smoke rose from the plants and the cloud enveloped us. I was not hungry or thirsty anymore. I felt light, relaxed and hopeful.
I was confused at this moment. I didn't know how to get rid of my angry feeling. How could I climb the mountain in the dark night?"
What possessed me to let my son sleep on the road? Why did I let my son sleep at the roadside? "I had to find a way to solve my problems, I told myself, because when my son wakes up he will be scared of the dark.
The smoke from the burning plant began to dissipate, so I grabbed another handful of a cluster of plants that were growing near the roadside. I tossed those plants into the dying fire and immediately, the fire grew and the smoke filled my nostrils again. I felt relaxed again so I cradled my son's sleeping head in my arms and drew him close enough to the fire for the smoke to enter his lungs.
This time the smoke had a better effect on me though, I felt high and all the anxiety coming from our journey had disappeared.
This time the smoke had a better effect on me though, I felt high and all the anxiety caused by our journey had disappeared. I looked again at the third moon, peacefully, it looked like an orange. I felt hungry again like I was experiencing a sort of loop.
Suddenly, I heard a wolf howl and my son woke up with a start. We were afraid. I left right away. The fire grew bigger.
The wolf jumped on my son. I intercepted it like it was a ball in a football game and I was the goalie. Then, like a goalie, I kicked the wolf into the fire and smoke. The wolf inhaled the smoke and turned into my wife. She was not a zombie anymore, she was her old self and nursed us, so we were not hungry and thirsty anymore. And we went back home.
Alianaluz Rivera (T)
ashraf Aulder (CR)