Thursday, April 10, 2008 (4:42 AM)
(I'm feeling accomplished)
There once was a birthday card, it wasn’t like the other birthday
cards, this one was a special card, with more pages and glittery gold
lettering, and it was a treasure to the eyes. It was so pleased at
being a birthday card it just couldn’t wait until the day someone
bought it and it got to wish them a happy birthday, he would make
someone feel happy, and that was the best gift of all.
This card could also sing the birthday song when opened, but it was so
proud a card that when people opened him up in a shop to hear his
wonderful song, knowing these people would just listen to him but not
buy him, and being a card all he wanted was to be was bought, he never
played the beautiful song to any of them.
It didn’t matter who opened him, dukes or maids or kings or lords of
big lands from far off, he never played the song. Infact it was so
long since he had that the shopkeeper forgot the card could sing a
song, and he put the card among the cheaper cards.
“Oh hello, I am a Christmas card” said the card with the robin on it.
“Well I am a birthday card, more important than you, people come from
all around to open me and hear my song” Replied the birthday card.
“Oh, excuse me then, I’ve not been here long, we cards tend to sell
out fast this time of year, and ill bet you do too” said the card
cheerfully.
“Er…yes Erm… I’m the last one infact, were just that good” Said the
birthday card felling a little unwanted all of a sudden.
“Oh wow, your song must be good, can I hear it then?” the Christmas
card asked politely.
“Indeed you can not, I will only play to the person who buys me, oh to
be there and see there face when they hear my song”
The card would have said more but it was interrupted by the cry of a
sticky faced kid with blond hair “ITS NOT FAIR” yelled Tom.
“What’s wrong now son?” asked his mother, a tall woman with a pink bell gown on.
The boy pouted “All my brothers and my sister have there birthday
before Christmas, but not me, they get twice as many presents as me
and I get half as much as them” he complained.
“But you have what you wanted” the mother said peacefully.
“That’s not the point I should still get more because they get more”
moaned tom folding his arms.
“Ah miss Rynes, here for a birthday card for Tom I guess from all the
noise” Said the shopkeeper. The card looked so happy when he
shopkeeper picked him up, but not so happy when he picked up the
Christmas card too.
“Why should she get to go, she is not as important as I am, I give
joy, not merry, whatever that is” it said.
Miss Rynes nodded “I just wish he would appreciate what he has”
The shopkeeper lowered his voice “if you ask me, you should stop giving” he said
“Even if only you appreciate what I do shopkeeper, I would still give
my children the happiest birthdays and Christmas I could, after all
since there father left”
The shopkeeper winked at the boy and takes a note out of his own
pocket, and places it in a pouch “Have a merry Christmas” said the
shopkeeper.
“But I never paid….” She started, but stopped as the shopkeeper waved his hand.
“No need, you do need something left to put in the card after all”
The birthday card was so exited, it had been taken to a home of
decorations, and at night the woman had written something inside it
and put some money in, to be honest the mother was upset about her
child to the point it made the card want to play its beautiful song to
cheer her up, but decided not to, she proberly wouldn’t appreciate it.
So the day the card longed for arrived the morning after, it was sat
proudly on a box of all coloured paper with a ribbon, it waited and
waited “At long last I will be able to play my song to someone who
will appreciate it, not the dukes kings maids and lords or the
Christmas card or the mother, but the one I was made to sing too”
And before you knew it the boy ran down the stairs “Oh boy, what’s
inside, please tell me, let me open, I never saw this present before”.
And the card Realised the kid wasn’t talking about him
“Now, now Tom, you must open your card first” said the mother “I spent
all night thinking the perfect thing to write inside”
“Aww come on” the boy said in impatient annoyance.
“Aww” thought the card “I am here to play my song to him and he
doesn’t even care, but my song is so good, it will change his mind
about me”
But Tom just tore open the card, pulled out the money and tossed the
card away, before it could even play its song.
The card was so terribly upset it began to wish it wasn’t a card, but
then had it played its song to the lords and dukes and kings and
maids, the shopkeeper or the Christmas card, or even the mother,
perhaps it would have been appreciated all the time.
And as he thought on this the boys sister pick him up, she read the
note inside and looked at tom “Did you read this?” she asked.
“No but I got two whole dollars from inside and a new train set” replyed the boy
“But its mom saying how proud she is of you and how she appreciates
you” said the sister.
“Whatever” replied Tom as he ran out of the room with his train set to
go to his friends house to show off.
“What a beautiful card” she said. And the card played the song to
someone who may just appreciate it. The girl called on her mom and
they both listened to its song, and the card realised it was not
appreciated as being a birthday card, but a cheer up card.
It was placed on the window beside the card it had been so rude too
“I am sorry” said the cheer up card to the Christmas card
“Don’t be, I saw what you did for the mother and daughter and I truly
appreciate you for singing to them and your song is beautiful”
And all the people who walked past the window, as they gazed upon the
card, cheered up and started appreciating what things they had, and
the mother suggested cheer up cards to the shopkeeper, which not only
became there most successful card, but they got to celebrate it
together, as a family.
The card itself got sent to me when I was upset as a child, and I know
its true because when I opened it yesterday to play its song, I was
suddenly appreciative of all the thing that Joe has done, and the song
plays on even now.
By AsktheTyrant
