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Tuesday, January 24, 2006

The Message


“They must be told, I could not imagine Mother ever being so angry, she’s unhappy and all the drugs aren’t helping”

Eyes looked deeply into eyes as thought was applied,

“We’re already endangered and vulnerable.” My Lady Bottle Nosed Whale spoke up “I’ll go, I’m so big they can hardly ignore me!”

The Water Sprites chimed in unison

“Us too, we’ll come, we’ve never been to London and we can deliver messages too”

The company smiled to see the Water Sprites leap and play, The Bottle Nosed Whale was known to be sensible and direct she would be able to deliver the message and the water sprites would bring her home again. The message must be very clear, there was no time for anybody to be in the least doubt.

At last all was decided and the feast began, there was bubbles and magic and much water music. At last it was time to merrily part and for all to make their way home and tell their friends and family what had been decided. No one was surprised by the news; it had been coming for a long time.

My Lady Bottle nosed whale was very excited to be travelling and to have such a mission assigned to her. Her family felt very proud of her and loved her so well they journeyed far with her. They swam right to the Thames estuary keeping her company and repeating over and over the message to make sure it was right. They sang it louder and louder to encourage their sisters voice after all sound waves don’t seem to travel well through the air.

They made a merry parting as the whale began to swim into the fresh water; she knew it would take a toll on her but what toll was being taken on Mother? Her eyes grew sad as she remembered her beautiful Mother Nature, sweet and fresh, always ready with a gentle touch, a smile or a delicious treat for one and all. Now sad and in pain.
“I want to come home Mother” she sang, “I’ll do all I can”

The river was full of bends and turns and each turn took her further away from the life she had loved so well with her family, but the brave Lady did not waver she had made a promise and would deliver the message she had been entrusted with. The Water Sprites joined her and their sparklings could not fail to lift her spirits.

She swam under Tower bridge and past the Tower of London where ghosts cheered and waved her onwards, there it was to the right, the Houses of Parliament the Mother of Democracy she would listen, one mother to another. The Lady Whale began to sing.

“Greetings and Felicitations,
I bring a message from the world
Mother Nature is very unhappy
The drugs you use are making her high
The chemical fumes give her a bad head
She’s not thinking straight is very cross
You have received previous warnings
Please stop! Please stop! Please stop!”

The whale was very pleased and the water sprites applauded sweetly her song had been loud and clear, she had remembered the words and had managed not to swear! They listened for an acknowledgment, waited, swam around, no reply; “Ah Well” My lady Whale repeated her song. Again she had been loud and clear. She thought she heard a reply but when she listened it was just an echo.

She raised her head to the surface and looked, yes this was the right place, she swam around again the Water Sprites reassured her that yes she had been loud and clear; no they didn’t know why no one acknowledged the seriousness of her message. They must be able to see for themselves that Mother Nature was very unhappy. When she surfaced again she saw people standing on the embankment pointing at her and waving. She repeated her song.

As she listened she heard the sound of propellers, motorboats were coming, well good if people were so close to her they couldn’t fail to hear her could they? She waited till they came close and again sang her message. She enjoyed the rhythm and the melody. So sang it again straight after. The water sprites were in raptures “What a beautiful song” and “How delightfully sung”

The boats came closer and closer, they still hadn’t heard, the fresh water was beginning to make her head spin. She turned and swam for a while to clear her head.
“Oh dear, how could this be? No one heard” As she swam the river narrowed, the sprites warned her to be careful. She swam free to help her think. What could she do? All that remained now was to repeat her message.

“Greetings and Felicitations,
I bring a message from the world
Mother Nature is very unhappy
The drugs you use are making her high
The chemical fumes give her a bad head
She’s not thinking straight is very cross
You have received previous warnings
Please stop! Please stop! Please stop!”

She did so all that night, calling again and again, listening for an answer, sometimes she thought she heard a voice “I hear You” but her head was spinning, the water was not salty and was alien to her, she grew more tired, the sprites never left her they blew bubbles and rubbed her skin grown sore from the unaccustomed environment.

The next day the men closed in on her, they crowded her and she softy sang her song, they put a sling under her belly and lifted her from the water. The water sprites sang a lullaby as she peacefully fell asleep.


http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060121/ts_nm/britain_whale_dc

4 Comments:

Blogger Tech said...

Beautiful and poignant, thank you.

A friend pointed out that the whale died on the 7th day (if sunday is the first), at 7 o'clock on the 21st, which seemed significant.

Tuesday, 24 January, 2006  
Blogger Granny said...

Yes, beautiful interpretation.

Tuesday, 24 January, 2006  
Blogger craziequeen said...

Hi Mother - thought I could see where that was going.......

Nice interpretation of events.

cq

Wednesday, 25 January, 2006  
Blogger Mother Damnable said...

Thanks for your comments :>)

It was tricky to write because Mother Nature is fuming and off her head, so the message that I heard at first could only be translated as a lot of swear words ~ which kinda came out in my expletives across cyber ~

Apologies again!

I did so want a happy ending too, let's hope for one eh?

Wednesday, 25 January, 2006  

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