Proudly, I took my stance and began the routine of singing and dancing that I had thoroughly learned from the television commercial. When I finished my mini-performance, the teachers began to chuckle.
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What in the world? How did she come up with this? I heard her whisper to Ms. I don't know, Ms. Cassandra whispered back, but isn't it just too funny? Well girl, I'll talk to you later. I was so happy with my little performance but unbeknownst to me, I was apparently making a fool out of myself. As the day wore on, I hadn't realized how hot my costume would get, and apparently my mother hadn't either.
Underneath my costume, I wore a black shirt, and black leggings. I also wore the infamous black and white Buster Brown shoes. All of the black had me roasting but I was determined to keep my costume on just like all the other children, no matter how much I sweated. Eventually I had to tell my teacher that I was hot, and she realized I had to be telling the truth with how profusely I was sweating. Not really.
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I want to keep my costume on and take pictures with my friends, I said in my teeny little voice. Okay, okay.
How about this? Cassandra began. Let's take it off when we aren't taking pictures and then when it's time to take pictures, we can put it back on so you can be just like everyone else. No one will even notice, she said. Uh huh. I said relieved. I was beginning to feel so much better. Although the other kids could breathe in their costume, I still felt like I had the superior costume. That was until all the picture taking began. Each time there was a picture being taken, I scrambled to place my costume over my head without tearing it, and each time I did, the person taking the picture would ignorantly ask Is that a trash bag?
She's a California Raisin from the television commercial. And like a pet monkey in a zoo, I obeyed. I must have repeated my song and dance routine five times that day before I realized it was just too much work. Finally, towards the end of the day, I was fed up with that hot costume. I didn't want to put it on anymore because I was hot. By the time school was over with, that trash bag had been torn up and placed into the trash.
Not to mention, I was a bit bothered that my mother had me hot as hell in that costume. When school was out, we made our way straight home. I walked into the door feeling glad to be away from all the laughter and excitement of the day. My mother asked about school and about my costume. It was okay, I replied. And I put that trash bag in the trash. I added in, sounding a bit irritated as if I was 90 years old. Oh, dear. I thought it was a very cute costume and a creative idea, she said, as my older sister walked in on the conversation.
Oh, I just took a black trash bag and cut a hole in it for her face and arms. It was so cute. You should have seen it. So you put the trash costume in the trash? Pauline asked again before another enormous eruption of laughter. This action might not be possible to undo. Are you sure you want to continue?
Upload Sign In Join. Home Books Contemporary Fiction. Save For Later. Create a List. Read on the Scribd mobile app Download the free Scribd mobile app to read anytime, anywhere. Book Preview Bittersweet - Nubi. Preface This story was created from my personal journey of happiness. Chapter One Reminiscing about my life gives me such clarity.
It's okay Belinda, Freddie said. You will see her after school. Okay, I sniffled, as I dried my face with my shirt sleeve. From then on, I recognized the new routine and was no longer upset about my mother leaving me. You could make my costume, mama? I asked, beaming with happiness. I jumped up and down with excitement. I was going to be a California Raisin after all.
I'll figure something out baby. We can be as creative as we want, dear my mother said. You got my costume ready mama? I asked happily.
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What's that? I asked, perplexed. Are you throwing something away? No, mama replied. We're going to make your costume out of this.
Let's try it on. I can't see! I exclaimed, irritated but still excited. A bit worried, I asked, Do we have enough trash bags to cut up? My mother chuckled. But once free, Belinda's life became a whirlwind of events, filled with deep relationships of sex, abuse and more Get A Copy. More Details Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Bittersweet , please sign up.
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