Maria's Story: Being Me
Disclaimer: The Plot and Characters belong to The Sound of Music & 20th Century Fox, However Maria's Thoughts are mine.
Written by: Maria's Georg
Authors Note* I included the 3 deleted scenes from the film, info I learned and info I made up. Also this is a working story, and a working tittle! Enjoy Reading and Please Review it! Feel free to e-mail me! ~
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Chapter 5: Meeting the Captain
"In the future, you will kindly remember there are certain rooms in this house which are not to be disturbed." I get a good look at his features while he feeds me that line. Not exactly what I was thinking, he'd look like but I like this better. He turns to shut the doors, and I try to look more at him, staring at him. He had a beautiful head of hair, Black wavy with a touch of gray. Tall, but not as skinny, as the Butler he was kind of Buff. And very imposing, I felt so small next to him.
"Yes, Captain, sir." He turns and notices my stare.
"Why do you stare at me like that?" I smile, I hadn't realized Sea Captains were so handsome. I couldn't tell him that.umm.
"Well you don't look at all like a Sea Captain, sir." No I was expecting a pirate. I was! But I was smiling so broadly I hope he doesn't figure me out.
"I'm afraid you don't look much like a governess. Turn around please."
Confused as I was I had to ask.
"What?"
"Hmm, turn." He made this turning gesture with his fingers, but the way he did it, it seemed so very much rich like. I did as I was told, and turned like a good little girl.
"Hat off." Reaching for my hat, I pulled it off my head dropping it to the front of me clutching it, like a sacred holy water. Not once did I look away from, him. And having no idea what he wanted of me, I did as I was told.
"Hum. It's the dress you'll have to put on another one before you meet the children." Uh.oh cripes!
"But I don't have another one. When we enter the Abbey our worldly clothes are given to the poor."
"What about this one?"
"The Poor didn't want this one."
"Hmm."
"Well I would have made myself a new dress, but there wasn't time. I can make my own clothes." I said proud of talent.
"Well, I'll see that you get some material.today, if possible, Now Fraulien .Uh."
He says, snapping his fingers at me and begins to circle me. Making me feel like a caged animal.
"Maria, sir."
"Fraulien Maria, I don't know how much the Mother Abbess has told you." She told me what I needed to know not, what I had wanted to know.
"Not much."
"You are the 12th in a long line of governess" , who have come to take care of my children since their mother died. I trust that you will make an improvement on the last once, she stayed only two hours." Two Hours?! 12 Governess??! Heaven help me, What have I gotten into??! OoH! This is going to be a long day.
"What's wrong with the children, Sir?" he stops walking and turns to face me to answer this one.
"There's nothing wrong with the children only the governesses." Oops! My mistake.
"They were completely unable to maintain discipline. Without it, this house cannot be properly run. You will remember that Fraulien." Discipline, was my worst enemy. How could I, of all people understand discipline? Oh Heaven help me!
"Yes, Sir."
"Every morning, you will drill the children in their studies. I will not permit them to dream away their summer holidays. Each afternoon they will march about the grounds, breathing deeply. Bedtime is to be strictly observed no exceptions." Huh, but when was playtime? I had to ask, their children that's what they do best!
"Excuse me, Sir when do they play?" Instead of answering me he just ignores me and continues with that discipline speech of his.
"You will see to it that they conduct themselves at all times with the utmost orderliness and decorum. I'm placing you in command!" Well if he's going to talk to me like a solider I might as well salute him like one.
"Yes, Sir!" At that salute he looks at me with wide eyes. Boy, he sure looks mad! Maybe I shouldn't have done that?
He takes out a whistle and blows it at me! I can't but help noticing those wonderful blue eyes of his. I open my mouth in surprise; he looks toward his face behind me and up a little. I notice the balcony inside of the grand villa, and again he blows that stupid whistle. Banging startles me and I run to his side, to see what is making that terrible noise.
Disclaimer: The Plot and Characters belong to The Sound of Music & 20th Century Fox, However Maria's Thoughts are mine.
Written by: Maria's Georg
Authors Note* I included the 3 deleted scenes from the film, info I learned and info I made up. Also this is a working story, and a working tittle! Enjoy Reading and Please Review it! Feel free to e-mail me! ~
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Chapter 5: Meeting the Captain
"In the future, you will kindly remember there are certain rooms in this house which are not to be disturbed." I get a good look at his features while he feeds me that line. Not exactly what I was thinking, he'd look like but I like this better. He turns to shut the doors, and I try to look more at him, staring at him. He had a beautiful head of hair, Black wavy with a touch of gray. Tall, but not as skinny, as the Butler he was kind of Buff. And very imposing, I felt so small next to him.
"Yes, Captain, sir." He turns and notices my stare.
"Why do you stare at me like that?" I smile, I hadn't realized Sea Captains were so handsome. I couldn't tell him that.umm.
"Well you don't look at all like a Sea Captain, sir." No I was expecting a pirate. I was! But I was smiling so broadly I hope he doesn't figure me out.
"I'm afraid you don't look much like a governess. Turn around please."
Confused as I was I had to ask.
"What?"
"Hmm, turn." He made this turning gesture with his fingers, but the way he did it, it seemed so very much rich like. I did as I was told, and turned like a good little girl.
"Hat off." Reaching for my hat, I pulled it off my head dropping it to the front of me clutching it, like a sacred holy water. Not once did I look away from, him. And having no idea what he wanted of me, I did as I was told.
"Hum. It's the dress you'll have to put on another one before you meet the children." Uh.oh cripes!
"But I don't have another one. When we enter the Abbey our worldly clothes are given to the poor."
"What about this one?"
"The Poor didn't want this one."
"Hmm."
"Well I would have made myself a new dress, but there wasn't time. I can make my own clothes." I said proud of talent.
"Well, I'll see that you get some material.today, if possible, Now Fraulien .Uh."
He says, snapping his fingers at me and begins to circle me. Making me feel like a caged animal.
"Maria, sir."
"Fraulien Maria, I don't know how much the Mother Abbess has told you." She told me what I needed to know not, what I had wanted to know.
"Not much."
"You are the 12th in a long line of governess" , who have come to take care of my children since their mother died. I trust that you will make an improvement on the last once, she stayed only two hours." Two Hours?! 12 Governess??! Heaven help me, What have I gotten into??! OoH! This is going to be a long day.
"What's wrong with the children, Sir?" he stops walking and turns to face me to answer this one.
"There's nothing wrong with the children only the governesses." Oops! My mistake.
"They were completely unable to maintain discipline. Without it, this house cannot be properly run. You will remember that Fraulien." Discipline, was my worst enemy. How could I, of all people understand discipline? Oh Heaven help me!
"Yes, Sir."
"Every morning, you will drill the children in their studies. I will not permit them to dream away their summer holidays. Each afternoon they will march about the grounds, breathing deeply. Bedtime is to be strictly observed no exceptions." Huh, but when was playtime? I had to ask, their children that's what they do best!
"Excuse me, Sir when do they play?" Instead of answering me he just ignores me and continues with that discipline speech of his.
"You will see to it that they conduct themselves at all times with the utmost orderliness and decorum. I'm placing you in command!" Well if he's going to talk to me like a solider I might as well salute him like one.
"Yes, Sir!" At that salute he looks at me with wide eyes. Boy, he sure looks mad! Maybe I shouldn't have done that?
He takes out a whistle and blows it at me! I can't but help noticing those wonderful blue eyes of his. I open my mouth in surprise; he looks toward his face behind me and up a little. I notice the balcony inside of the grand villa, and again he blows that stupid whistle. Banging startles me and I run to his side, to see what is making that terrible noise.