Chapter 19 – National Express coach – glasgow to london – “the found writing chapter”

It’s four in the morning, the end of december
I’m writing you now just to see if you’re better
New york is cold, but I like where I’m living
There’s music on clinton street all through the evening.

I hear that you’re building your little house deep in the desert
You’re living for nothing now, I hope you’re keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You’d been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without lili marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody’s wife.

Its two in the morning, the middle of February and she thinks this is Leicester, but the song is right, feels like any city, every city when you’re the only person awake and the streeets are empty.
She rubs the window,stares out while the bus waits for the lights to change.
There is a car, silver,boxy, she’s not good with cars, in the next lane on the completely deserted road.
The driver, youngish, good looking black guy, is hunched over the wheel, she can feel his tension, wonders whats happening and then the lights change and he guns his engine and he’s gone and she will never know.

She opens her book

Perrault’s “Little Red Riding Hood” loses much of its appeal because it is so obvious that his wolf is not a rapacious beast but a metaphor, which leaves little to the imagination of the hearer. Such simplifications and a directly stated moral turn this potential fairy tale into a cautionary tale which spells everything out completely. Thus the hearer’s imagination cannot become active in giving the story a personal meaning. Captive to a rationalistic interpretation of the story’s purpose, Perrault makes everything as explicit as possible. For example, when the girl undresses and joins the wolf in bed and the wolf tells her that his strong arms are for embracing her better, nothing is left to the imagination. Since in response to such direct and obvious seduction Little Red Riding Hood makes no move to escape or fight back, either she is stupid or she wants to be seduced. In neither case is she a suitable figure to identify with. With these details Little Red Riding Hood is changed from a naive, attractive young girl, who is induced to neglect Mother’s warnings and enjoy herself in what she consciously believes to be innocent ways, into nothing but a fallen woman.

It destroys the value of a fairy tale for the child if someone details its meaning for him; Perrault does worse–he belabors it. All good fairy tales have meaning on many levels; only the child can know which meanings are of significance to him at the moment. As he grows up, the child discovers new aspects of these well-known tales, and this gives him the conviction that he has indeed matured in understanding, since the same story now reveals so much more to him. This can happen only if the child has not been told didactically what the story is supposed to be about. Only when discovery of the previously hidden meanings of a fairy tale is the child’s spontaneous and intuitive achievement does it attain full significance for him. This discovery changes a story from something the child is being given into something he partially creates for himself.

She rubs her face, her eyes feel gritty, tired. She is the only person awake on the half empty bus. She puts the book aside, too much for this time of night, there are easier fairy stories

British model Jordan married her boyfriend, pop star Peter Andre on Saturday, at Highclere castle in the Berkshire, Newbury, in England’s Berkshire.

The wedding, which was estimated at $1.8 million, was attended by 350 guests, friends, family and celebrities. Jordan, who wore a tight pink dress covered in fake diamonds, was walked down to the altar on Whitney Houston’s
I Have Nothing single, from the soundtrack of The Bodyguard.

Vanessa Feltz, Jennifer Ellison, Jenni Bond and Lord Brocket, Kerry Katona and Girls Aloud singer Sarah Harding were among the celebrities that attended the wedding.

According to The Sun, an insider at the bash said: “The whole event was an incredible spectacle, from the outrageous pink thrones to Jordan’s outfit.

“She couldn’t walk properly and it took four bridesmaids to help her sit down. She could have used some advice on good taste.”

The insider added: “They spent half their time mooning into each other’s eyes, and the other half making sure the mag had taken the pictures.”

Jordan, 27 and Andre, 32, met and fell in love on the reality TV show “I’m A Celebrity … Get Me Out Of Here.” They became engaged last November and recently had their first child, Junior.

She needs to stay awake, the movement of the coach is soporific, soothing, she flicks through a play list,

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

If she closes her eyes, she will be back there, remember the room,the forbiden room,remember what was in there,she shakes her head, tries to dislodge the memory, the images feel burnt into her eyes, she picks up a pen

Potential answers for “A way to read fairy stories”:







She leans her head against the window and waits for daylight.

About cathi rae

50ish teacher & aspiring writer and parent of a stroppy teenager and carer for a confused bedlington terrier and a small selection of horses who fail to shar emy dressage ambitions. Interested in contemporary fiction but find myself returning to PG Wodehouse when the chips are down View all posts by cathi rae

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