Diary extract No. 18
Where Susan reads dictionaries by torchlight in their bomb shelter, memorising the words and meanings by heart to keep her mind off the sound of the aeroplanes and explosions. Where Edmund clutches the framed photograph of his uniformed father to his chest. Perhaps he might play toy soldiers with us, lining up all the green ones. (He's hidden the khaki-coloured ones because he never wanted a War, pretend or not.) Where Lucy will lay her head in our laps and fiddle with the loose thread on our coats, stuffed dog tucked under her arm. Perhaps she might give us lessons on sleeping in the Blitz, how to breathe so we can't hear the bombs. Where Peter sits beside the wireless, listening to Churchill's scratching voice rallying Hope and wishes he knew how to do the same for his family. He listens to the radio because he can't be there. So he does his best here, protects them as best he knows.
Where the professor's War Drobe holds more than secrets.
Where they are all waiting to be Brave.
27 comments:
dear, this made my heart sob just a little.
Beautiful, Elly! And the stills you found are lovely also. xx
some kids are so unbelievably gorgeous. your words are beautiful!
This was absolutely wonderful. The Pevensie children came to life through your words.
It's so hard to be Brave. I wish I could be Brave all the time.
MJ
x
My most favourite movie of all time, just beautiful ♥
I can't believe I've never seen that movie before. But after reading your words... well, emule is working right now, my dear :-)
Elly, these pictures are just perfect. I love reading your stories about being Brave, and I really, really wish I could be.
You give me hope xxx
Wasn't this just the best of films? I was so afraid, so utterly terrified that they'd ruin everything, but they didn't and I saw it three times at the pictures and many more since.
You words weave once-upon-a-times so well. xxx
Oh they are already brave, more brave than I can ever hope to be. Only brave children venture into air raid shelters and magical wardrobes. These are the most beautiful screenshots and the most thoughtful words, deer Elly. x
This is a bit of my heart breaking, but in the loveliest and gentlest way possible.
I love this film; astonishingly so.
xxx
oh you have stolen a little piece of my heart, this is magical xxx
Elly dear, I have learn the same thing from Narnia. Be brave:) thank you for reminding us! I love the delicacy of Narnia, the foggy atmosphere... every single thing.
Wow, thank you, because I think I would never have seen it if I hadn't read your post the other day.
I just loved it! photography, that magic plot.. everything.
;*
ps. sorry if sometimes i have spelling mistakes. I'm spanish, I'm just a beginner :P
i love this movie x
Oh these stills are beautiful, and you wrote the Pevensies just perfectly. Oh dear, Narnia always makes me want to sob and smile all at once. xxx
oh, you've made me desperate to watch narnia now! ♥ xx
great skills, i just adore this film.
Elly dear, the film stills you have chosen are so incredibly perfect, I hope that I go to bed tonight with these scenes in my head, that would be wonderful. And your descriptions of the Pevensies are so beautiful too <3 xxx
haha i watched this the other day, brought back memories from when i had the entire book collection on cassette tape.
beautiful!!!! i watched narnia just last week. i adore narnia. i wish to find my own narnia.
x
I love these books, and the movies, as well! I can't wait until the new movie comes out.
x
Jess.
i haven't seen narnia in so long! nostalgia :)
Elly, Elly you are so tremendously wonderful; it's hard to breathe sometimes, waiting to be brave. Waiting is a childhood game we never give up, isn't it?
Oh bother, I have just returned here and realized I didn't leave a comment yet. This is really lovely, Elly. The stills you got are perfect. Too bad Peter isn't going to be in the third film as much.(Or so I've heard. I am a terrible person and have not read more than one of the Narnia books. Just terrible.)
NArnia!! love
I like how you make it so beautiful
Oh dearest. This is perfect! I held my breath as I read your magic-filled words. You made my love for the darling Pevensie children grow bigger in my heart. I loved this post so much.
Oh your words, your dreams!
Oh your heart that creates such beauty!
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like talking to trees, your whispers hidden in the wind. only sometimes the trees talk back. like wishing on a star and having the star wish on you. say what you like; there's always someone listening.
a very merry thank you.