A Day in the Life of a Tomboy

Wake up;
When will the sun rise?
Eat a bowl of Cheerios dry
Run outside barefoot
To the neighbor's
Spend the morning
Running
Shouting
Here comes Iron Giant;
There goes Little Bunny Foo-Foo;
Come along, my pack of wolves;
When is lunch, again?
Bare feet slap against concrete
Here we go, racing once more
Who will win this time?
The sun high in the sky,
Too hot even for us
Time to head inside.
Hand-crank the snow-cone machine
Mix all the flavors together
The taste of being crazy.
Still scorching out there...
Up on the second floor
It becomes a palace;
Red cape flashes
She is the hero.
The evil villain captured her friend
And sister.
Time to act
But she gets bored too quickly
So she transforms into a dragon
Much stronger, much more interesting
She breathes fire, tries to burn the enemy
But two can play at that game.
And he becomes one himself;
The roars echo throughout the kingdom
As the damsels sit bored, reading books,
Talking about the new Wii.
Late afternoon;
Break out the water guns.
Soon everyone's soaked,
And they head back inside
To make more snow-cones.
The phone rings, breaking the silence
Interrupting the clink of spoons
Time for her and her sister
To head home.
Dinner is eaten,
A movie watched
And then, the sun not even close to setting,
Crashing in bed
Waiting for sleep that will not come.
Sneak a notebook and pencil
Sketch a new comic idea
No one knows how much she loves drawing;
Her late-night secret.
The light fades
Through the window she sees the stars.
Music long over
Eyelids long since droopy
She relaxes, finally
Closing her eyes
Falling into oblivion
Waiting for the next day of excitement to come.
If only summer lasted forever...



Yes, I know it's not summer. And none of this is recent in the least; That "New Wii" is currently nearing seven years old. Ah, to be nine again...

Point being: I recently read some stuff that really made these memories resurface; some article about what toys kids grew up playing with and how teaching little girls that they can be the hero, too, is so important. It made me think about how many times I've played the role of the knight, how many times I've spent the whole day out of my own house because I was so engulfed in my world that I would forget to do things, like, eating, and I was pretty underweight because of that. Of course, I didn't care. It wasn't because I was trying to fit anyone's standards. I just forgot there was such a thing as lunch. And sometimes I'd skip breakfast, too, I was so engulfed in creating my own imaginary worlds.

Just keep in mind this: You are the hero. YOU can do anything. And I'm not just messing with you; you can literally make anything happen, as long as you're determined enough. And you have the capacity for that determination. I'm glad you're here. Because you represent everything that will happen, everything that can happen. You represent the infinity of possibilities that make up the future; just by being here. You've opened up my eyes to so much. And I know you'll open my eyes to even more.

Thank you. For everything.

             ~PolarFarina

I wrote this as a tribute to the simple days. I wonder how much the people I spent that time with remember.
                        (Maybe I did borrow that speech from Markiplier... maybe I did... But it was a touching speech... I thought it fit here just as well, anyway.)