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Post by Pony on Oct 25, 2011 17:21:06 GMT -5
Broken Toys
In a shadowy corner of the room, where the dulled light from around the curtains softly illuminates, sits a dusty trunk rarely opened by the girls who live here. No, this heavy wooden box is the home for so many toys that have seen better days. Days when they were accepted equally among all the regular toys. Most days meant playing, entertaining and making some girl feel special. Ah, but within each toy's personal story something tragic went wrong - maybe they fell from a high-shelf, maybe some other accident that broke, or shattered, something vital, causing them to be put away in this chest of broken dreams. Really, no one knows exactly what to do with them. They're not so bad as to throw them out, but really most girls can't imagine playing with them either. It's much easier to not see them. And so, the trunk it is!
However, despite the gloom of this seldom used room...in the face of being locked away forever, comes a noise from the door. Is this a little girl coming back to explore the forbidden toys? Many dreams have been dashed before, so most of the broken toys have learned to never get too excited. Expectations can be a loser's game! Besides, it's just a doorknob that seems to be turning - nothing more! But as the door opens slightly, exposing the room to a stream of sunlight that quickly cuts through the thick air the, now peeking from the chest, toys are hopeful, yet remain still - not sure what to think! Maybe this girl will turn and run. Hey, it's happened before! Maybe she will start to play, then decide it's too different - not normal. Maybe her dad will get mad at her for even coming in here; then there's her girlfriends that would never play with damaged toys. She could be laughed at, or the focus of much gossip. No one will understand, really, not even her sometimes.
But maybe, just maybe this girl is different, too! Maybe she feels closer to these broken toys than the shiny, perfectly functioning beautiful dolls. Maybe she wants to be needed, loved...profoundly found - more than the working toys could ever make her feel. Maybe...just maybe she wants to fix them. Maybe she finds the toy that makes her feel whole!
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Post by dentelle on Oct 25, 2011 18:15:03 GMT -5
I like this a lot Tony  Thanks, it really touched me |
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Post by lookingfor on Oct 25, 2011 19:47:15 GMT -5
I love it Tony.... it really touches on both sides of the situation.... What a great way to think about it.
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Post by Pisti on Oct 25, 2011 19:55:06 GMT -5
Really touching, Tony. Thank you. (I just realized something. I have this large paper box, full old old, more or less broken toys. Each one has its story, each one has its personality. Some were mine originally, but there are others I've got from friends or family members - they wanted to throw them away... Now I understand why they are so important to me. ) |
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Post by darkie on Oct 25, 2011 20:06:46 GMT -5
How this guy always manages it, to make me smile and cry at the same time.
Expectations can be a loser's game - how true !
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Post by Be As You Are on Oct 25, 2011 21:00:58 GMT -5
Very creative and insightful. Enjoyed it!
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Post by Valkyrja on Oct 26, 2011 5:01:10 GMT -5
Tone... amazing!!
Thansk a lot for this one!!
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Post by Pony on Oct 26, 2011 8:19:31 GMT -5
Heyyyyyy thanks you guys!!! Let me explain real fast. I wanted to write something that summed Paradevo up...it's the place where broken toys are stored! Every girl on here is the little girl that opens the door...you are the rare ones that venture in and take the risk, or backlash, from friends and family for your playing, or being attracted to damaged toys. I also wanted to touch on possible reasons a girl might want to take that risk. And of course, most, maybe not all, the broken toys have suffered isolation, and had to face the general feeling that we are the 'untouchables.' The little story s just a way of celebrating the girls that decide to open that door, and show enough bravery to face the obstacles to play with a broken toy. Sorry for all the symbolism!!! Even I'm tired of it. lol
Thanks, again....Tony
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Post by Valkyrja on Oct 26, 2011 9:20:13 GMT -5
I understood exactly that!!... lol... no matter my typo!
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Post by doe on Oct 26, 2011 16:56:26 GMT -5
Loved, the story...thanks Tone. Thinking maybe, just maybe it deserves a dev reply...
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Post by Dee Dee on Oct 26, 2011 17:49:43 GMT -5
Broken Toys In a shadowy corner of the room, where the dulled light from around the curtains softly illuminates, sits a dusty trunk rarely opened by the girls who live here. No, this heavy wooden box is the home for so many toys that have seen better days. Days when they were accepted equally among all the regular toys. Most days meant playing, entertaining and making some girl feel special. Ah, but within each toy's personal story something tragic went wrong - maybe they fell from a high-shelf, maybe some other accident that broke, or shattered, something vital, causing them to be put away in this chest of broken dreams. Really, no one knows exactly what to do with them. They're not so bad as to throw them out, but really most girls can't imagine playing with them either. It's much easier to not see them. And so, the trunk it is! However, despite the gloom of this seldom used room...in the face of being locked away forever, comes a noise from the door. Is this a little girl coming back to explore the forbidden toys? Many dreams have been dashed before, so most of the broken toys have learned to never get too excited. Expectations can be a loser's game! Besides, it's just a doorknob that seems to be turning - nothing more! But as the door opens slightly, exposing the room to a stream of sunlight that quickly cuts through the thick air the, now peeking from the chest, toys are hopeful, yet remain still - not sure what to think! Maybe this girl will turn and run. Hey, it's happened before! Maybe she will start to play, then decide it's too different - not normal. Maybe her dad will get mad at her for even coming in here; then there's her girlfriends that would never play with damaged toys. She could be laughed at, or the focus of much gossip. No one will understand, really, not even her sometimes. But maybe, just maybe this girl is different, too! Maybe she feels closer to these broken toys than the shiny, perfectly functioning beautiful dolls. Maybe she wants to be needed, loved...profoundly found - more than the working toys could ever make her feel. Maybe...just maybe she wants to fix them. Maybe she finds the toy that makes her feel whole! Tony, you make me want to play with the broken and forbidden toys  . |
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Post by Pony on Oct 26, 2011 18:27:54 GMT -5
Thats bcoz you're very naughty dev, DD...lol Doelicious, we miss the Aussie-ness around here...; ) Fireberry, exactly....thanks to chicks like you the door gets opened!!! Darkie, ur very sweet...thanks for letting me touch you BOTH ways!!! BAYA, thaks for making a rare appearance, and playing with broken toys. ; )
Lookingfor...thanks so much, glad you FELT it, and Judit, that's AMAZING...you really collect broken toys?
I just got home from one beautiful warm afternoon at beach...that makes me feel very 'unbroken!' ; )
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Post by k8 on Oct 29, 2011 22:50:11 GMT -5
TONY!!! I haven't been on this site for months (real life-changing events), but I am so happy I was here to read your post. You hit the nail on the head, my friend. I have to get caught up on you, but I hope you are doing well, and are content. All the best, K8
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Post by Pony on Oct 30, 2011 18:21:11 GMT -5
K8, thanks sweetie...welcome back!!! I have sad news,my mother fell n broke her hip this morning...so my nerves are really whacked right now! Her memory is terrible so i have to keep telling her what happened, and i don't have anymore here...maybe i'll move someone in, not sure. anyway, send positive vibes, i need em...
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Post by dentelle on Oct 30, 2011 18:39:30 GMT -5
Hugggs and prayers to you and your mother Tony
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Thanks, it really touched me
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