E is for Emerald (Troibun) Day 6 NaPoWriMo

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E is for Emerald and my mom’s favourite colour was green makes this post all the more meaningful.   When I think of the word “emerald” however, I also think of Emerald City in the land of Oz which was the famous dream of Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz.  I was quite surprised when I read that this children`s book was published in 1900, written by Frank Baum and illustrated  by W. W. Denslow.  If you look at the illustrations, you can see the characters in the movie (1939) were pretty darn close.

Every October the movie played on television when I was growing up and my father would call my sister and me to come watch the movie with him and my mother. It was a tradition, sort of like The Sound of Music was with my children and other holiday classics.

Ah that Emerald City was the place where Dorothy would get all her problems resolved and get home to Kansas. How I loved her red patent leather shoes!! And the famous phrase was on the lips of many after a long trip, “There’s no place like home, There’s no place like home.”

No matter how many times I saw the movie, each time I would still fear that wicked old witch and her soldiers and those trees too!!! Oh, my goodness!!

I never realized how much that movie became a part of me until I was a young adult and read The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty and every night I was so scared of the devil (being Catholic we actually feared being possessed!) for three months after reading this book, I would cross my arms over my chest and repeat “I don’t believe in the power of the devil, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t” I became the Lion that lacked courage at 20 years old!  I never could see the movie…if ever it was television and I turned the channel on that movie by mistake, just a few seconds hearing a deep voice coming out of that little girl, I would have nightmares for days!  Yep, that’s how scared I was.

Emerald City was such a place to be and I loved the part where Dorothy is getting all prettied up ( my mother being a hairdresser made it  even more meaningful).  My mother loved Judy Garland (who played Dorothy) and even when her dementia was very advanced, I would sing Somewhere Over the Rainbow and her eyes came back to life.

Photo: Cheryl-Lynn Dec 2013, Montreal
Photo: Cheryl-Lynn Dec 2013, Montreal on my way home to the Métro

(troiku)

Emerald City
somewhere over the rainbow
dancing with Mom

Emerald City
answer to all your wishes
come true

somewhere over the rainbow
leprechauns fight over
a pot of gold

dancing with Mom
turning back the clock
unforgettable

© Tournesol’16/04/06

© Clr '14 Colombe (Mom)
© Clr ’14 Colombe (Mom)

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Interestingly as I was looking for a word synonymous with never forgotten, I heard the voice of Nat King Cole crooning “unforgettable” in my mind, and just knew, Mom was near me at this very moment.

 

 

 

magic slippers (haibun)

They say music is one of the last things your memory loses if you are cursed with any form of dementia. I can totally see that having played “oldies” when visiting my mother. It was like she stopped at a red light, stunned, her eyes would widen and she seemed to know. Sometimes she would hum or try to sing the lyrics like one of her favourites by Judy Garland that we all know so well, Somewhere over the Rainbow.

“there’s no place like home”
clutching Toto, she taps her
ruby red slippers

© Tournesol ’14

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