In the olden days, we made resolutions. It seemed like everyone was going to loss weight or gain weight, get organized or not. Many, many things that usually pertained to self improvement.
|As close to being a Mermaid as it gets!|
The year I made my most memorable resolution was in 1959. It was the year that I would become a mermaid. Granted, I was 5 years old. I knew that my folks made resolutions. I figured I was old enough to give it a try. This was way before Disney had the animated Ariel. My idea came from the original Hans Christian Anderson Fable. The idea of being a Mermaid became an obsession.
How does one go about becoming a Mermaid? Glad you asked. You need a whole lot of penny's and as many wishing well to throw them into. You see, if you make a wish enough times it will come true. I had it all figured out because that winter we were going to take a road trip from Iowa to California to see Disney Land. There would be at least a million wishing wells across the US.
When we entered California, I knew that I had to prepare my parents for the transformation. They needed to know exactly what to expect. A mermaid needed to live in the ocean and I would be growing fins. Their job was to get me there and let me swim away. I remember telling them that one morning I would wake up and my feet would be missing and not to be alarmed. I didn't think about never seeing them again, I was on mission and that was to BE A MERMAID. I was prepared to be the best Mermaid ever. I wish that I knew how to write at age 5. I would have written a letter to my Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Guftason, the reason why I didn't return for the 2nd semester. I had to count on my brother to tell EVERYONE that I became a Mermaid while we were on vacation. He would have done a great job! Deep down inside, I bet he wanted to be an only child!
I threw my last penny in the wishing well somewhere in Los Angeles, CA. I remember it was a rainy evening. I knew my feet would be gone by morning. Luckily we had planned a trip to the beach the next day. Such perfect timing! That morning I awoke to a slight tingle in my ankles and toes. EXCITED. This was going to be my last day on the walking earth. I figured my fins growth would accelerate once we got to the beach. It was a very cold day. We got out of the car and my dream of the wind carrying me to the surf vanished. The sky was gray, it was misty, damp,cold and it looked pretty darn scary in that ocean. The beach seemed HUGE and the water seemed so far away. I more than hesitated to walk out there. I froze. Secretly, I was ecstatic that I still had feet. Stop fins...don't grow!
What was a "would be Mermaid" to do??
I returned to Iowa a little girl with feet that tingled slightly and told the story about how I didn't become a Mermaid when we went to the Ocean. I was so close to fulfilling my 1959 Resolution. The next year, I made the Resolution to create a "Genie" in an Alka Seltzer bottle. Ya, that didn't work to well either.
I tell my grand daughter this story at least 6 times a year. When she went to Florida, I asked her if she was going to wish to be a Mermaid. Her answer was Classic Harper. With her hand on my shoulder she sighed, " Mumma, that's your idea, not mine!"
The year is still young, I will "powerwatch" all the old Disney Princess Movies, there has to be a character I can try to become in 2018. "Cinda rella" perhaps??? I like shoes.