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 6: The Sound of Seven Unruly Children
Children in sailor suits run out in a hurry, banging the door behind them. They stammer into a line, and I count only 6. I also notice there is a space in between two of the children. I hear the Captain blow the whistle and they march down the stairs and in a straight line. All march in pace with the whistle. They stand at attention waiting for the Captain's next command.
Then I notice the missing child wondering in, she's reading a very entertaining book. The Captain moves to meet her and holds out a hand waiting for the book. She places it in his hand and turns around. She bends over, and he gives her a light tap on the rear, with the book. She takes her place in line, and the Captain scrutinizes his little troops. He straightens the chubby cheek boy's collar, and corrects the posture of a blue eyed fair-haired boy. He comes back, next to me and drops the dark haired girls book on a table behind him.
"Now. This is your governess Fraulein Maria." They all look at me, I have a feeling they won't give me much of a warm welcome. This is going to be a long day.
"As I sound your signal you will step forward and give me your name." Then he looks to me and says.
"You Fraulein will listen carefully, learn their signals so you can call them when you want them." He blows the whistle, and the first girl steps out says her name.
"Liesl" Uhmm.pretty name. Liesl was the eldest she had dark brown hair, and piercing blue eyes just like her father. The next one was the fair-haired youth, the one with the bad posture.
"Friedrich" He had a head of hair, like the Captains, but blonde and another one with those baby blues.
The third eldest was "Louisa" blonde braids and blue eyes.
Next was "Kurt" the chubby cheek kid. After that was the bookworm, with long black hair.
"Brigitta" Is that French?
"Marta" Second to youngest, cute as can be. And last is the youngest, another little chubby delight.
"..." Not quite listening the Captain has to remind her to step forward, she does but does not call her name.
"And Gretl. Ahem." They're all so adorable, why must he call them like little lost dogs?
"Now, let's see how well you listened." I notice him pull out another whistle for me to use on the children. He calls his poor children by a whistle, and now I have to. Absolutely Not! I can't stand for this, and I won't!.
"Oh I, I won't need to whistle for them, Reverend Captain. I mean, um I'll use their names. And such lovely names." I said fidgeting with the brim of my hat.
"Fraulein, this is a large house, the grounds are very extensive and I will not have anyone shouting. You will take this please learn to use it. The children will help you." He holds the whistle, trying to get me to take it feeling the pressure I take it from him. I had no intention of actually using it.
"Now, when I want to, this is what you will hear." He starts to blow another whistle, and I become enraged. He wasn't going to expect me to respond to a whistle. How humiliating, those children weren't dogs and nether was I! I interrupt him.
"Oh no, sir, I'm sorry sir! I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals but not for children and definitely not for me. It would be to humiliating." I just couldn't! It was too horrible to think of those children like dogs, which is how he seemed to treat them. I simply can't understand how he could such a thing! He lowered his whistle and gave me another one of those looks. I had a feeling it would be one I would see often.
"Fraulein, were you this much trouble at the Abbey?" Was I this much trouble at Nonneburg, No of course not! I couldn't lie.I just wasn't in me. And I couldn't keep my mouth shut. He had a right to know what to expect from me.
"Oh much more, sir!" Normally I would mind about what I had just said, but if felt good. I wanted to slap him in the face and give him a wake up call. But being me, I couldn't hurt a fly, besides I had other ways for getting him to open up his eyes.
"hhmm." Is heard from him as he drops his whistle, letting it follow at his waist. He strides toward the room, where the butler was last seen. I couldn't resist, I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine. I blew that whistle, and he stopped. I noticed his fist clenched, he's not too happy about what I did. He turns to face me, and when I know I have his attention I ask.
"Excuse me, Sir. I don't know your signal?"
"You may call me Captain." He stares at me for a moment, I wait for him to speak but doesn't. He turns and leaves. I move over to where he stood, and the children seem to find my little joke amusing. I turn to them and they immediately stop their laughter and stare straight ahead. I've noticed how everyone I've met is seemingly cold. What a horrible lifestyle. I hope since, the Captain's gone they'll feel much more like themselves.
"At Ease." They assume the 'at ease' military position. Hands behind their backs and feet apart.
"Well, now that's there's just us. Would you please tell me all your names and how old you are?" Liesl steps up in the military fashion and says in a huff.
"I'm Liesl. I'm 16 years old and I don't need a governess." She steps back.
"Well I'm glad you told me Liesl. We'll just be good friends." Then blue- eyed Friedrich steps up.
"I'm Friedrich. I'm 14. I'm impossible." I laugh. Impossible huh?
"Really, who told you that Friedrich?" He seemed eager and said.
"Fraulein Joshepine, Four Governess' ago." Next is Louisa, she steps up and announces.
"I'm Brigitta." And steps back. The rest of the children laugh and I smile.
"You, ah didn't tell me how old you are, Louisa." The Real Brigitta steps up and clams her identity.
"I'm Brigitta. She's Louisa. She's 13 years old and you smart. And I'm 10, and I think your dress is the ugliest one I ever saw." She stamps back. What's wrong with my dress? I also notice the others staring at my dress. Then chubby cheek Kurt comes in to defend me.
"Brigitta you shouldn't say things like that?"
"Why not? Don't you think it's ugly?"
"Of Course, But Fraulein Helga's was ugliest."
"I'm Kurt. I'm 11 and I'm encouragable." He takes his place in line and I smile once more.
"Congratulations." I turn, and he speaks.
"What's encouragable?" I turn back around answering his query.
"I think it means you want to be treated like a boy." Kurt smiles, and gives me a nod as he like that answer.
Then I felt a tug on my sleeve, and as I look down I find Marta smiling at me.
"Mm-hm?"
"I'm Marta and I'm going to be seven on Tuesday and I'd like a Pink Parasol." I like Pink too! She's cute! "Well Pink's my favorite color too!" Marta giggles alittle and a stamp is heard. I turn my attention to Little Gretl.
"Yes, Your Gretl." Gretl holds up her cute little hand to show me her age.
"And you're five years old? My your praticely a lady." Gretl and Marta seem amused by my reply. I breathe deeply. I'm about to confess to them that I don't know a thing about being a governess.
"Now, I have to tell you a secret. I've never been a governess before." Louisa steps forward.
"You mean you don't know anything about being a governess?"
"Nothing. I'll need lots of advice."
"Well, the best way to start is to tell father to mind his own business." They all start to crowd around me.
"You must never come to dinner on time." Friedrich says as he pops in front of me.
"Never eat your soup quietly." Friedrich slurps in behind me.
"And during desert, always blow your nose." I feel Friedrich push me forward, which forces my arm to move up. They're trying to intimidate me. But thankfully I have the little ones on my side.
"Don't believe a word they say, Fraulein Maria!" I may have been new at being a governess but I wasn't stupid. "Oh, why not?"
"Because I like you!" An elderly woman in her mid to late 60's appears. She's a little on the heavy side and she's wearing a gray dress with a white-laced collar. She waddled in here, hands clasping.
"All right now, children. Outside for your walk. Father's orders. Now hurry up. Hurry up. Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick." As she shushed them out, she turned her attention to me.
"Uh, Fraulein Maria. I'm Frau Schmidt, the housekeeper." Well she seems nice enough, not cold like the rest of them.
"How do you do?" My sorry attempt at making at least one friend.
"How do you do? I'll show you to your room. Follow me." I rose my hand to shake hers, she picked up my carpetbag, and I grabbed my guitar. We walk towards the stairs as the children walk out of the door. We stop, and I whisper to her.
"Poor little dears." Ahhhhhhh! Something's moving in my pocket! It's squirming! What the???! I drop my guitar, fearing the worst. I reach in and grab the squirmier.
"What? Ah! Ah! Aah! Oh Ohh" It's a frog. They put a frog in my pocket. I throw it on the ground, and sigh with relief that it's not a giant spider. The children give me a look of disapproval, and begin walk out of the door. Well, two could play at this game. Frau Schmidt turns to me.
"You're very lucky with Fraulein Helga it was a snake."
"Ugh!" A snake? Disgusting. I simply can not understand how such wonderful children could be so cruel. Why do they behave in such ways? I follow Frau Schmidt up the stairs to my room. We walk through a balcony hallway, and stop at two large glass doors. Frau Schmidt opens them, and we walk a little ways to a door on my left. She opens the door and places my carpet bag inside.
"This is your room. Dinner is at 8:00 p.m. sharp don't be late. And if there's anything you need let me know." With that she disappeared into the giant house.
Oops! I forgot to ask her about this 'Oh so cheery' family. Oh well! Perhaps I can ask her after dinner. I move my hand along the wall searching for the light switch. Ah! There it goes. A "Thump!" Is heard as I dropped my guitar at the sight of my new home for the next few months. OoH, How wonderful! It's so very glorious. The room has the same theme as the rest of the house, white with a gold accent. The room is well furnished. A desk, a beautiful amoure, chairs and the biggest bed, cozy enough for the entire von Trapp family! I examined the rest of my room, and put away my clothes in the beautiful amourre. I was so excited, I was going to explore the whole house before dinner!
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 6: The Sound of Seven Unruly Children
Children in sailor suits run out in a hurry, banging the door behind them. They stammer into a line, and I count only 6. I also notice there is a space in between two of the children. I hear the Captain blow the whistle and they march down the stairs and in a straight line. All march in pace with the whistle. They stand at attention waiting for the Captain's next command.
Then I notice the missing child wondering in, she's reading a very entertaining book. The Captain moves to meet her and holds out a hand waiting for the book. She places it in his hand and turns around. She bends over, and he gives her a light tap on the rear, with the book. She takes her place in line, and the Captain scrutinizes his little troops. He straightens the chubby cheek boy's collar, and corrects the posture of a blue eyed fair-haired boy. He comes back, next to me and drops the dark haired girls book on a table behind him.
"Now. This is your governess Fraulein Maria." They all look at me, I have a feeling they won't give me much of a warm welcome. This is going to be a long day.
"As I sound your signal you will step forward and give me your name." Then he looks to me and says.
"You Fraulein will listen carefully, learn their signals so you can call them when you want them." He blows the whistle, and the first girl steps out says her name.
"Liesl" Uhmm.pretty name. Liesl was the eldest she had dark brown hair, and piercing blue eyes just like her father. The next one was the fair-haired youth, the one with the bad posture.
"Friedrich" He had a head of hair, like the Captains, but blonde and another one with those baby blues.
The third eldest was "Louisa" blonde braids and blue eyes.
Next was "Kurt" the chubby cheek kid. After that was the bookworm, with long black hair.
"Brigitta" Is that French?
"Marta" Second to youngest, cute as can be. And last is the youngest, another little chubby delight.
"..." Not quite listening the Captain has to remind her to step forward, she does but does not call her name.
"And Gretl. Ahem." They're all so adorable, why must he call them like little lost dogs?
"Now, let's see how well you listened." I notice him pull out another whistle for me to use on the children. He calls his poor children by a whistle, and now I have to. Absolutely Not! I can't stand for this, and I won't!.
"Oh I, I won't need to whistle for them, Reverend Captain. I mean, um I'll use their names. And such lovely names." I said fidgeting with the brim of my hat.
"Fraulein, this is a large house, the grounds are very extensive and I will not have anyone shouting. You will take this please learn to use it. The children will help you." He holds the whistle, trying to get me to take it feeling the pressure I take it from him. I had no intention of actually using it.
"Now, when I want to, this is what you will hear." He starts to blow another whistle, and I become enraged. He wasn't going to expect me to respond to a whistle. How humiliating, those children weren't dogs and nether was I! I interrupt him.
"Oh no, sir, I'm sorry sir! I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals but not for children and definitely not for me. It would be to humiliating." I just couldn't! It was too horrible to think of those children like dogs, which is how he seemed to treat them. I simply can't understand how he could such a thing! He lowered his whistle and gave me another one of those looks. I had a feeling it would be one I would see often.
"Fraulein, were you this much trouble at the Abbey?" Was I this much trouble at Nonneburg, No of course not! I couldn't lie.I just wasn't in me. And I couldn't keep my mouth shut. He had a right to know what to expect from me.
"Oh much more, sir!" Normally I would mind about what I had just said, but if felt good. I wanted to slap him in the face and give him a wake up call. But being me, I couldn't hurt a fly, besides I had other ways for getting him to open up his eyes.
"hhmm." Is heard from him as he drops his whistle, letting it follow at his waist. He strides toward the room, where the butler was last seen. I couldn't resist, I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine. I blew that whistle, and he stopped. I noticed his fist clenched, he's not too happy about what I did. He turns to face me, and when I know I have his attention I ask.
"Excuse me, Sir. I don't know your signal?"
"You may call me Captain." He stares at me for a moment, I wait for him to speak but doesn't. He turns and leaves. I move over to where he stood, and the children seem to find my little joke amusing. I turn to them and they immediately stop their laughter and stare straight ahead. I've noticed how everyone I've met is seemingly cold. What a horrible lifestyle. I hope since, the Captain's gone they'll feel much more like themselves.
"At Ease." They assume the 'at ease' military position. Hands behind their backs and feet apart.
"Well, now that's there's just us. Would you please tell me all your names and how old you are?" Liesl steps up in the military fashion and says in a huff.
"I'm Liesl. I'm 16 years old and I don't need a governess." She steps back.
"Well I'm glad you told me Liesl. We'll just be good friends." Then blue- eyed Friedrich steps up.
"I'm Friedrich. I'm 14. I'm impossible." I laugh. Impossible huh?
"Really, who told you that Friedrich?" He seemed eager and said.
"Fraulein Joshepine, Four Governess' ago." Next is Louisa, she steps up and announces.
"I'm Brigitta." And steps back. The rest of the children laugh and I smile.
"You, ah didn't tell me how old you are, Louisa." The Real Brigitta steps up and clams her identity.
"I'm Brigitta. She's Louisa. She's 13 years old and you smart. And I'm 10, and I think your dress is the ugliest one I ever saw." She stamps back. What's wrong with my dress? I also notice the others staring at my dress. Then chubby cheek Kurt comes in to defend me.
"Brigitta you shouldn't say things like that?"
"Why not? Don't you think it's ugly?"
"Of Course, But Fraulein Helga's was ugliest."
"I'm Kurt. I'm 11 and I'm encouragable." He takes his place in line and I smile once more.
"Congratulations." I turn, and he speaks.
"What's encouragable?" I turn back around answering his query.
"I think it means you want to be treated like a boy." Kurt smiles, and gives me a nod as he like that answer.
Then I felt a tug on my sleeve, and as I look down I find Marta smiling at me.
"Mm-hm?"
"I'm Marta and I'm going to be seven on Tuesday and I'd like a Pink Parasol." I like Pink too! She's cute! "Well Pink's my favorite color too!" Marta giggles alittle and a stamp is heard. I turn my attention to Little Gretl.
"Yes, Your Gretl." Gretl holds up her cute little hand to show me her age.
"And you're five years old? My your praticely a lady." Gretl and Marta seem amused by my reply. I breathe deeply. I'm about to confess to them that I don't know a thing about being a governess.
"Now, I have to tell you a secret. I've never been a governess before." Louisa steps forward.
"You mean you don't know anything about being a governess?"
"Nothing. I'll need lots of advice."
"Well, the best way to start is to tell father to mind his own business." They all start to crowd around me.
"You must never come to dinner on time." Friedrich says as he pops in front of me.
"Never eat your soup quietly." Friedrich slurps in behind me.
"And during desert, always blow your nose." I feel Friedrich push me forward, which forces my arm to move up. They're trying to intimidate me. But thankfully I have the little ones on my side.
"Don't believe a word they say, Fraulein Maria!" I may have been new at being a governess but I wasn't stupid. "Oh, why not?"
"Because I like you!" An elderly woman in her mid to late 60's appears. She's a little on the heavy side and she's wearing a gray dress with a white-laced collar. She waddled in here, hands clasping.
"All right now, children. Outside for your walk. Father's orders. Now hurry up. Hurry up. Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick." As she shushed them out, she turned her attention to me.
"Uh, Fraulein Maria. I'm Frau Schmidt, the housekeeper." Well she seems nice enough, not cold like the rest of them.
"How do you do?" My sorry attempt at making at least one friend.
"How do you do? I'll show you to your room. Follow me." I rose my hand to shake hers, she picked up my carpetbag, and I grabbed my guitar. We walk towards the stairs as the children walk out of the door. We stop, and I whisper to her.
"Poor little dears." Ahhhhhhh! Something's moving in my pocket! It's squirming! What the???! I drop my guitar, fearing the worst. I reach in and grab the squirmier.
"What? Ah! Ah! Aah! Oh Ohh" It's a frog. They put a frog in my pocket. I throw it on the ground, and sigh with relief that it's not a giant spider. The children give me a look of disapproval, and begin walk out of the door. Well, two could play at this game. Frau Schmidt turns to me.
"You're very lucky with Fraulein Helga it was a snake."
"Ugh!" A snake? Disgusting. I simply can not understand how such wonderful children could be so cruel. Why do they behave in such ways? I follow Frau Schmidt up the stairs to my room. We walk through a balcony hallway, and stop at two large glass doors. Frau Schmidt opens them, and we walk a little ways to a door on my left. She opens the door and places my carpet bag inside.
"This is your room. Dinner is at 8:00 p.m. sharp don't be late. And if there's anything you need let me know." With that she disappeared into the giant house.
Oops! I forgot to ask her about this 'Oh so cheery' family. Oh well! Perhaps I can ask her after dinner. I move my hand along the wall searching for the light switch. Ah! There it goes. A "Thump!" Is heard as I dropped my guitar at the sight of my new home for the next few months. OoH, How wonderful! It's so very glorious. The room has the same theme as the rest of the house, white with a gold accent. The room is well furnished. A desk, a beautiful amoure, chairs and the biggest bed, cozy enough for the entire von Trapp family! I examined the rest of my room, and put away my clothes in the beautiful amourre. I was so excited, I was going to explore the whole house before dinner!