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!
Authors Note Plus* Since I sort have to 5 reviews I'm going to post the next chapter. I think however in the future after I have finished this fanfiction. I am going to post the rest of my fanfictions on my SOM archive, instead of here.
5 Review Ransom for the next chapter! I like reviews!
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Chapter 12: How could one live without singing?!
It's been about a half hour since wer've been here. We've all eaten and now the children are each playing something. The boys are playing catch with the basketball Friedrich brung. Liesl & Gretl are playing "Go Fish", Brigitta and Marta are playing with the jump rope. And Louisa and I just enjoying the view.
"Fraulein Maria?"
"Mmm hmm?" I turn to face Louisa behind me.
"Can we do this everyday?"
"Don't you think you'll get tired of it?' You have to learn spontiaity!
"I suppose so.Every other day?" I laugh at this. Kurt comes up to make a comment about the outing, the lost ball in his hands.
"I haven't had this much fun since the day we put glue on Fraulein Josephine's toothbrush." Umm.glue on toothbrushes. What a horrible joke. What's with those children and pratical jokes anyway?
"I can't understand how children as nice as you can play so many awful tricks on people."
"Oh it's easy." Brigitta sounds as she picks up an orange. That's a nice answer, but not quite the one I had been looking for. My questions is why?
"But why do it?"
"Well, how else can we get father's attention?" Ah so that's it. *The last time he visited the baroness he stayed for a month.* *Ever since the Captain lost his poor wife he runs this house as if he were on one of his ships again.* The Captain seems to be shutting out his children and they feel the only way to get his attention is by sending the governess away. Now, just how am I to go about fufilling that father-child bond? Something will come to me.
"Yes!"
"Oh I see. Well we'll have to think about that one." Now for some singing!
"All right, everybody. Over here."
"What are we going to do?" I move swiftly to my guitar, taking it out I hold it with one hand as I answer Marta's question.
"Let's think of something to sing for the Baroness when she comes." I plop down on the rock near my guitar case.
"Father doesn't like us to sing." What he doesn't know won't kill him, besides there's got to be a way to change that blasted mans attitude towards life.
"Well perhaps we can change his mind. Now what songs do you know?"
"We don't know any songs." Friedrich replys as he throws the basket ball out his way. Doesn't know any songs! No Singing! How Frightful! How could these poor children live, no singing, no playtime?!
"Not any?" Perhaps they knew some christmas carols or some traditional songs, maybe even Edelweiss.
"No." I settle the guitar, reading myself to play.
"Well let's not lose anytime. You must learn."
"But How?" I hear little Gretl ask me, as if singing to her is the most impossible thing in the world.
"Let's start at the very beginning. A very good place to start." And with that very phrase the childrens singing lessons begin!
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!
Authors Note Plus* Since I sort have to 5 reviews I'm going to post the next chapter. I think however in the future after I have finished this fanfiction. I am going to post the rest of my fanfictions on my SOM archive, instead of here.
5 Review Ransom for the next chapter! I like reviews!
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Chapter 12: How could one live without singing?!
It's been about a half hour since wer've been here. We've all eaten and now the children are each playing something. The boys are playing catch with the basketball Friedrich brung. Liesl & Gretl are playing "Go Fish", Brigitta and Marta are playing with the jump rope. And Louisa and I just enjoying the view.
"Fraulein Maria?"
"Mmm hmm?" I turn to face Louisa behind me.
"Can we do this everyday?"
"Don't you think you'll get tired of it?' You have to learn spontiaity!
"I suppose so.Every other day?" I laugh at this. Kurt comes up to make a comment about the outing, the lost ball in his hands.
"I haven't had this much fun since the day we put glue on Fraulein Josephine's toothbrush." Umm.glue on toothbrushes. What a horrible joke. What's with those children and pratical jokes anyway?
"I can't understand how children as nice as you can play so many awful tricks on people."
"Oh it's easy." Brigitta sounds as she picks up an orange. That's a nice answer, but not quite the one I had been looking for. My questions is why?
"But why do it?"
"Well, how else can we get father's attention?" Ah so that's it. *The last time he visited the baroness he stayed for a month.* *Ever since the Captain lost his poor wife he runs this house as if he were on one of his ships again.* The Captain seems to be shutting out his children and they feel the only way to get his attention is by sending the governess away. Now, just how am I to go about fufilling that father-child bond? Something will come to me.
"Yes!"
"Oh I see. Well we'll have to think about that one." Now for some singing!
"All right, everybody. Over here."
"What are we going to do?" I move swiftly to my guitar, taking it out I hold it with one hand as I answer Marta's question.
"Let's think of something to sing for the Baroness when she comes." I plop down on the rock near my guitar case.
"Father doesn't like us to sing." What he doesn't know won't kill him, besides there's got to be a way to change that blasted mans attitude towards life.
"Well perhaps we can change his mind. Now what songs do you know?"
"We don't know any songs." Friedrich replys as he throws the basket ball out his way. Doesn't know any songs! No Singing! How Frightful! How could these poor children live, no singing, no playtime?!
"Not any?" Perhaps they knew some christmas carols or some traditional songs, maybe even Edelweiss.
"No." I settle the guitar, reading myself to play.
"Well let's not lose anytime. You must learn."
"But How?" I hear little Gretl ask me, as if singing to her is the most impossible thing in the world.
"Let's start at the very beginning. A very good place to start." And with that very phrase the childrens singing lessons begin!