Beware of the feelings you get when you fall in love, there are many
illusions in life, and this is can be one of them.
Rose would have been well-placed if she had known this proverb that Indian and ancient sages have known for thousands of years. This knowledge was so much basic instinct to our ancestors, it served as intuition for them, as much as being able to communicate with the spiritual realm did as well. If Rose had known about the spiritual realm, she could have saved herself a lot of pain and heartache, but some people are destined to learn their lessons the hard way.
Rose walked into homeroom feeling very elated. 'My goodness,' she thought to herself, 'but these are quite strong feelings that I feel. For the first time in my life, I feel as though I was free and independent. For some strange reason, I feel as though I am floating on a very wonderful cloud. I feel as though I am on cloud nine, I feel eternal bliss, and my heart sings a thousand words of, of.LOVE?' Rose pondered to herself, well.she thought to herself, this was certainly a new feeling! Love, of all things! This was an awakening revelation to a person who had thought that love was out of her reach. It was her first experience, and for her, it was quite intoxicating. She sat in homeroom, her eyes floating away, she was caught in a stead fast day dream, where she was on the beach with Cal, and they were frolicking and having all of the fun in the world! She thought to herself, quite excited, 'well, I'll get to have lunch with this mystery man, what fun!'
"ROSE," Mrs. Taggrt called out, "why do you not answer my question when I call on you?" Rose awakened from her stupor quite shocked, "Why.Mrs. Taggrt." she gasped, very shocked, "I had no idea you were calling on me!" Mrs. Taggrt said, "Rose, if you wish to pass this class, I suggest you stop daydreaming, and you start paying attention to the lessons!" Rose meekly replied, in a very put off manner, "Yes, Mrs. Taggrt." Rose felt very dejected, until she got up to get a drink of water. As she was passing by the students' various desks, a drawing on a desk caught her eye. One young man had a picture of her and him on a boat, sailing away. The picture was drawn so vividly that it looked real! Rose called out, "Mrs. Taggrt, I think you should see this!" Mrs. Taggrt curiously moved Rose's way, and she looked down at the drawing, she said, "Why, Jack Dawson, your artwork is amazing, you show the subjects and ambience with such clarity, it is almost as if you can see the essence of people, and life, and can capture both in drawings. Your drawings appear to have a real spirit." For reasons unknown to Rose, the words real spirit captured the interest of her mind. For now, she just noted that that was a strange thing for Mrs. Taggrt, of all people, given how practical minded she was, to say. "But," said Rose out loud to herself, "I guess everyone has their own opinions."
Rose went outside for a drink of water. She did not know that Cal was secretly watching her every move, eyeing her like a hawk would his prey. She came back and sat down. Mrs. Taggrt let home room out, and then it was lunch time. Unusual for Rose, instead of bolting out the door immediately, she sat down at her desk in deep pensive thought. Jack moved up to her desk, Jack said, "Rose, I'm glad you said what you did today." Rose turned around, in complete shock, "Jack, what did you say?" Jack repeated himself, "Rose, I'm glad you noticed me, no one ever does. I was quite touched when you showed my artwork to Mrs. Taggrt and had her complement it. It meant a lot for me, it was the first time that anyone has ever said any thing good about my work." Rose muttered, blushing, "Oh, Jack, think nothing of it, it's just artwork, it's no big deal." Jack interjected, "Rose, you don't understand, for me, this is not just paint on paper, for me, it's my life, it's me, it's how I express myself!" Rose said, "Well, I had a lunch date with someone today, but I think you should come along." Jack obliged, and both of them got up and walked out of the room.
They barely stepped out of the door, when Cal was there. Rose was shocked, "Cal," she gasped in amazement, "I don't understand, I thought you said you'd meet me in the foyer." Cal said, "yes, but wouldn't you like to be escorted instead?" Rose said, "Cal, I'm not a baby, I'm quite capable of taking care of myself." Cal said, "Yes, but you're a lady, and you should be treated as one." Cal looked at Jack and sniffed at him in contempt, and looked at him as though to Cal, he was road kill. Cal said, in a slightly raised and irritated voice, "Rose, who is this person you're bringing along." He placed emphasis on the word person, to indicate that he didn't think highly of Jack. Rose said, "Well, Jack's a friend of mine, and I think he should come along." "NO," Cal said, in a slightly raised and irritated voice, "THIS IS MY DATE, and ONLY YOU can come along!" He said in a tone that reflected slight irritation. Rose said, "Please, there is no need to get upset." Cal said in a tone that expressed anger suppressed, "I'm not upset, I'm just telling you my opinions!"
Cal whisked Rose away on his arm, and Jack sighed in dismay. Somewhere, deep down inside, he could sense that there was something about Cal that just wasn't right. Cal appeared to be charming on the surface, but it was obvious, by the way that he talked, that he was capable of being very violent. Jack sensed something evil and unjust in Cal. Jack would learn that he would have to make sacrifices to get Rose to see the truth in this relationship. Jack was wondering why Rose wasn't seeing the obvious in Cal, but Jack didn't realize that not everyone has the ability to see, as he did, and this ability to see would cost him dearly.
Rose would have been well-placed if she had known this proverb that Indian and ancient sages have known for thousands of years. This knowledge was so much basic instinct to our ancestors, it served as intuition for them, as much as being able to communicate with the spiritual realm did as well. If Rose had known about the spiritual realm, she could have saved herself a lot of pain and heartache, but some people are destined to learn their lessons the hard way.
Rose walked into homeroom feeling very elated. 'My goodness,' she thought to herself, 'but these are quite strong feelings that I feel. For the first time in my life, I feel as though I was free and independent. For some strange reason, I feel as though I am floating on a very wonderful cloud. I feel as though I am on cloud nine, I feel eternal bliss, and my heart sings a thousand words of, of.LOVE?' Rose pondered to herself, well.she thought to herself, this was certainly a new feeling! Love, of all things! This was an awakening revelation to a person who had thought that love was out of her reach. It was her first experience, and for her, it was quite intoxicating. She sat in homeroom, her eyes floating away, she was caught in a stead fast day dream, where she was on the beach with Cal, and they were frolicking and having all of the fun in the world! She thought to herself, quite excited, 'well, I'll get to have lunch with this mystery man, what fun!'
"ROSE," Mrs. Taggrt called out, "why do you not answer my question when I call on you?" Rose awakened from her stupor quite shocked, "Why.Mrs. Taggrt." she gasped, very shocked, "I had no idea you were calling on me!" Mrs. Taggrt said, "Rose, if you wish to pass this class, I suggest you stop daydreaming, and you start paying attention to the lessons!" Rose meekly replied, in a very put off manner, "Yes, Mrs. Taggrt." Rose felt very dejected, until she got up to get a drink of water. As she was passing by the students' various desks, a drawing on a desk caught her eye. One young man had a picture of her and him on a boat, sailing away. The picture was drawn so vividly that it looked real! Rose called out, "Mrs. Taggrt, I think you should see this!" Mrs. Taggrt curiously moved Rose's way, and she looked down at the drawing, she said, "Why, Jack Dawson, your artwork is amazing, you show the subjects and ambience with such clarity, it is almost as if you can see the essence of people, and life, and can capture both in drawings. Your drawings appear to have a real spirit." For reasons unknown to Rose, the words real spirit captured the interest of her mind. For now, she just noted that that was a strange thing for Mrs. Taggrt, of all people, given how practical minded she was, to say. "But," said Rose out loud to herself, "I guess everyone has their own opinions."
Rose went outside for a drink of water. She did not know that Cal was secretly watching her every move, eyeing her like a hawk would his prey. She came back and sat down. Mrs. Taggrt let home room out, and then it was lunch time. Unusual for Rose, instead of bolting out the door immediately, she sat down at her desk in deep pensive thought. Jack moved up to her desk, Jack said, "Rose, I'm glad you said what you did today." Rose turned around, in complete shock, "Jack, what did you say?" Jack repeated himself, "Rose, I'm glad you noticed me, no one ever does. I was quite touched when you showed my artwork to Mrs. Taggrt and had her complement it. It meant a lot for me, it was the first time that anyone has ever said any thing good about my work." Rose muttered, blushing, "Oh, Jack, think nothing of it, it's just artwork, it's no big deal." Jack interjected, "Rose, you don't understand, for me, this is not just paint on paper, for me, it's my life, it's me, it's how I express myself!" Rose said, "Well, I had a lunch date with someone today, but I think you should come along." Jack obliged, and both of them got up and walked out of the room.
They barely stepped out of the door, when Cal was there. Rose was shocked, "Cal," she gasped in amazement, "I don't understand, I thought you said you'd meet me in the foyer." Cal said, "yes, but wouldn't you like to be escorted instead?" Rose said, "Cal, I'm not a baby, I'm quite capable of taking care of myself." Cal said, "Yes, but you're a lady, and you should be treated as one." Cal looked at Jack and sniffed at him in contempt, and looked at him as though to Cal, he was road kill. Cal said, in a slightly raised and irritated voice, "Rose, who is this person you're bringing along." He placed emphasis on the word person, to indicate that he didn't think highly of Jack. Rose said, "Well, Jack's a friend of mine, and I think he should come along." "NO," Cal said, in a slightly raised and irritated voice, "THIS IS MY DATE, and ONLY YOU can come along!" He said in a tone that reflected slight irritation. Rose said, "Please, there is no need to get upset." Cal said in a tone that expressed anger suppressed, "I'm not upset, I'm just telling you my opinions!"
Cal whisked Rose away on his arm, and Jack sighed in dismay. Somewhere, deep down inside, he could sense that there was something about Cal that just wasn't right. Cal appeared to be charming on the surface, but it was obvious, by the way that he talked, that he was capable of being very violent. Jack sensed something evil and unjust in Cal. Jack would learn that he would have to make sacrifices to get Rose to see the truth in this relationship. Jack was wondering why Rose wasn't seeing the obvious in Cal, but Jack didn't realize that not everyone has the ability to see, as he did, and this ability to see would cost him dearly.