Ch. 3: When Good Isn't Good
"GINGER!"my mother hissed. "WAKE UP!"
"Yes mother…"I called. "I MEAN I'M COMING YOU OLD COW!"
"That's better!"my mother said hands on her hips.
"Excuse me Fluffy!"I said quite forgetting my etiquette was supposed to be so vulgar a goblin would cringe.
"SHE MEANS THAT IF YOU DON"T MOVE YOUR TAIL THIS SECOND SHE"LL GOBBLE YOU UP WITH MAPLE SYRUP YOU BLOCKHEAD SO MOVE!"Mother yelled.
"Um..thank you?"I said. I hated being so rude, but nothing gave Mother greater joy.
"THANK YOU! BAH!"she put a bowl of cold oatmeal next to me. "I thought I'd wait a little while to give you breakfast…so it would be cold…you know make you so nasty and grouchy you might actually kill one of those cutesy piglets...or a talking mouse…"
"I'd never,"I said eating spoonful after spoonful of the disgusting cold lumpy breakfast.
"Very well! GO ALONG AND PLAY! At least push somebody when going to the water fountain, or put olive oil on the swings..or" I had no time to listen to all the despicable , dastardly deeds my mother delighted in doing. I walked outside nodding politely to Old Mother Hubbard. Her dog ran in after her. He obviously was worried my mother or another witch could be behind me. I noticed the wolf was hunting the Three Little Pigs again, but I knew it was safe. They put up a wall from the last time I tried to warn them. Little Boy Blue was asleep under the haystack. I wouldn't wake him…he cried twice as hard when it was me.
"Hello Ginger!"a kind voice said. It was Glinda.
"You know me?"I asked.
"My dear!"she said laughing merrily. "You are one of the creatures I pay most attention on! Your mother is quite cruel to you…you aren't wrong you know. You're a very sweet girl!"
"Thank you Glinda!" I said. "But…"
"But?"Glinda said. "What but dear?"
"I don't know if that's the way I want to be….nobody appreciates me…"
"I do,"Glinda said. "And they do too…they just don't know it yet!"