People yelling, cursing, even striking me. These are my earliest memories.
But the more they yelled, the more I longed for someone to give me
security...and approval. I tried to please Mme. Thenardier, but it wasn't
possible, and I ended up getting beaten no matter how hard I tried to be
good.
Then my father came. I will always remember that first day with him...he stopped to let me rest and play. I would gather cherries and hang them in my ears, a game that 'Ponine and 'Zelma would never let me join in. He was never impatient with me, but even helped by gathering the prettiest fruit; they always seemed beyond my reach, just like everything good in life I wanted after I was grown. He was always this kind to me and I let him think that all the oppression he had rescued me from had vanished from my memory. Finally here was someone I might be able to please... even a little.
After my rescue he took me to the convent. I was glad, I felt secure there. Even if he had left me, the nuns would have taken care of me and I would have become a sister. Even though he was so kind and sheltered me, I never felt completely safe. There was nothing to bind me to him - he could throw me out if I wasn't a good daughter. This is why I love Marius. Oh yes, I know that he's not as witty or brilliant as some - but he is still my rock. I can please him, he wasn't interested in my past and it didn't make a difference in his love even when he learned about my parentage.
Dear Marius, always there, always the same, I was afraid of losing you after the barricade, but my father brought you back. That evening he came in all covered in filth (he'd seen my letter to you on the blotter dear) and told me, "Cosette, I know you love Marius. I saw your letter to him." His voice cracked there and he looked at me with great compassion in his eyes. "Do not worry so -- he is safe. I went to the address you had on the letter you sent him. He is very ill now but will recover in time."
"He is safe." " He will live." These words gave me back the hope I'd been missing for days. The one person I'd never frustrated or annoyed was spared! I could still hope to be safe...and with the man I'd come to love.
If only it wasn't too late to know that Papa's love was a bond. I was secure and didn't even know it. But I know I'm safe now and as I gaze at my husband lying next to me, I touch my stomach gently. Soon there will be a tangible bond between us. Of the love I've never known
This is what I want for my child. A home where it can be safe...odd I haven't even told Marius yet...What will it be, a boy or a girl?
I'm safe at last.
The long and pointless Authors note: Many thanks to the lovely and talented Grayswandir (Dostoevsky's Mouse) for correcting my awful grammar. She spared you many, many foolish mistakes. This was designed to help me see the good side of Cosette's character as I loathed her when I wrote it. So, even if you're an Eppie fanatic please give her a chance. She's really not the ditzy girl that so many show her to be. Please review - And be Harsh.
Then my father came. I will always remember that first day with him...he stopped to let me rest and play. I would gather cherries and hang them in my ears, a game that 'Ponine and 'Zelma would never let me join in. He was never impatient with me, but even helped by gathering the prettiest fruit; they always seemed beyond my reach, just like everything good in life I wanted after I was grown. He was always this kind to me and I let him think that all the oppression he had rescued me from had vanished from my memory. Finally here was someone I might be able to please... even a little.
After my rescue he took me to the convent. I was glad, I felt secure there. Even if he had left me, the nuns would have taken care of me and I would have become a sister. Even though he was so kind and sheltered me, I never felt completely safe. There was nothing to bind me to him - he could throw me out if I wasn't a good daughter. This is why I love Marius. Oh yes, I know that he's not as witty or brilliant as some - but he is still my rock. I can please him, he wasn't interested in my past and it didn't make a difference in his love even when he learned about my parentage.
Dear Marius, always there, always the same, I was afraid of losing you after the barricade, but my father brought you back. That evening he came in all covered in filth (he'd seen my letter to you on the blotter dear) and told me, "Cosette, I know you love Marius. I saw your letter to him." His voice cracked there and he looked at me with great compassion in his eyes. "Do not worry so -- he is safe. I went to the address you had on the letter you sent him. He is very ill now but will recover in time."
"He is safe." " He will live." These words gave me back the hope I'd been missing for days. The one person I'd never frustrated or annoyed was spared! I could still hope to be safe...and with the man I'd come to love.
If only it wasn't too late to know that Papa's love was a bond. I was secure and didn't even know it. But I know I'm safe now and as I gaze at my husband lying next to me, I touch my stomach gently. Soon there will be a tangible bond between us. Of the love I've never known
This is what I want for my child. A home where it can be safe...odd I haven't even told Marius yet...What will it be, a boy or a girl?
I'm safe at last.
The long and pointless Authors note: Many thanks to the lovely and talented Grayswandir (Dostoevsky's Mouse) for correcting my awful grammar. She spared you many, many foolish mistakes. This was designed to help me see the good side of Cosette's character as I loathed her when I wrote it. So, even if you're an Eppie fanatic please give her a chance. She's really not the ditzy girl that so many show her to be. Please review - And be Harsh.