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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 1:57:45 GMT -5
Marie laid back on her bed and flipped the pages of her book, Papa home schooled her, but she was sure he was the hardest teacher ever. But he was fair, because well, he was her Papa.
She looked over at Hazels bed and sighed, her adopted sister had been so busy with lessons with Isa, that she rarely saw her. And when they were together, they were doing homework or helping Papa. It made her realize that other than her family and the kids that came in and out of the shelter, she had no friends.
Itching her nose she set the book down, she was definitely getting tired of stupid old Shakespeare.
"To be or not to be, that question always confuses me."
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:02:47 GMT -5
John stretched his back as he passed Marie's room, he slowed down enough to hear her speak to herself and chuckled. Leaning against the door frame "No, no, you've got it all wrong there."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:05:11 GMT -5
Marie looked up from her bed startled to her see her father standing there laughing "Shup" she pouted "I don't get this book Papa, I mean I liked Romeo and Juliet- but I think it's just cause I'm a girl, love story n'all that. Though Shakespeare a right git for that one, 'e thinks he was bein sneaky n'all, but 'e wasn't."
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:27:45 GMT -5
"The book is not that hard to understand really, on the outside it seems like simple revenge story, on the inside it is about a man who's unsure of himself, so when he's given the task of revenging his father's death by the ghost of his murdered father, it takes almost the entire play, for him to exact it. Although he's only acting insane at first, he becomes so wrapped up in his charade and planning the he slowly grows truly mad. There's a lot more to it than that, but you're going to have to just read it all the way through and figure it out for yourself."
((Too many psychoanalysis for this play, Freud says Hamlet just wanted to jump his moms bones. But Freud says that about everyone.))
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:31:37 GMT -5
Marie nodded "I know, I know, it's just, why did Shakespeare have to be so confusing?"
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:32:38 GMT -5
John laughed "Because he hates all young people and wanted to confuse the hell out of them with his fancy Elizabethan languages and made up words."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:34:09 GMT -5
"Shup" Marie lifted the book up to her eyes to indicate to her dad that she was totally done with this conversation and wanted to get back to work. But he wasn't leaving, so she put the book down and looked up at her father "What is it?"
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:35:27 GMT -5
John looked down at the floor "It's just, you're growing up- oh listen to me, don't worry about it, I'm just getting all nostalgic because you're going off to school and leaving me all alone."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:35:53 GMT -5
Marie shook her head "You wont be all alone, you have Hazel and Lost-"
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:37:44 GMT -5
"And I love them equally" he smiled "and I will be just as sad when Hazel is old enough to go off to school. But Marie" he walked in to her room and sat down at the end of her bed "you're my baby, you're your mothers baby, it's just-"
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:38:55 GMT -5
Marie reached over and touched her father on the wrist "Papa, I know" setting the book down she lunged forward at John and hugged him.
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:40:05 GMT -5
Smiling he hugged his daughter back "We're connected you and I" he whispered "you know that."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:40:31 GMT -5
"I know" she squeezed him softly, before leaning back "now get outta 'ere, I've got to get my 'omework done, or my teachers goin ta be put out."
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 13:42:40 GMT -5
John nodded and stood up "He's a jerk that teacher of yours, but I have to admit, he's kinda cute."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Aug 25, 2009 15:41:17 GMT -5
Marie shook her head "Papa, you are so weird."
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