Konnichiwa minna-san! Moon Angel signin' in! This will probably be the last
anime story I write. I have lost all enthusiasm for watching the shows and
stuff. I don't know – it's just not as appealing as it used to be. I'm on
to bigger and better things – like Queer as Folk and Whose Line. So let's
get on with the last anime chapter I will ever write.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does.
Claimer: I do own Ginger.
Chapter Three
The Performance
I stood there quivering as the line got shorter. Any moment now I would be performing. And the worst thing was there was no one behind me to back me up if I do really bad. Really, really bad.
Finally, the moment was upon me. The announcer called my name and I stepped out onto the stage, staring out at the crowd. They were all clapping for me.
I placed the sheet music on the piano and began to play the tune without looking at it. I then took a deep breath and sang:
There are so many things I don't know about life
Like why we strive and we fight
Why the sky will darken
And why that neighbor dog's still barkin'
Why the children run away
Instead of trying and trying to play
Why is no one listening to me?
Is it because I'm a little older than three?
Because I'm too young to know?
Too young to grow?
So please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we're alive
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we all die
People just don't get these things that I say
People are just trying to live off pay
But something tells me it's more just that
Why they won't listen
Why they are blind as a bat
Knowledge for the future makes me thrive
In the will to survive
Please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why there is war
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why you won't open that
Closed door
Why you won't look beyond the horizon?
Why I am I just another part of your skies and
Why I am too young to know all these things?
So please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we're alive...
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why the answers to these questions are all lies
I played the last few notes on and then ended. I turned to see the crowd's reaction and it was happening again! I was getting a standing ovation!
I stood up and bowed to the crowd, who began to whistle with approval. I beamed with pride. I saw Pashmina and the others clapping hard. Everyone was – except for Ginger, who was hanging onto Howdy's shoulder, crying.
The judges then left the room for a minute. The host then called all the performers back on stage to announce the winner. One girl ran up to me and asked how old I was. When I told her I was six, she seemed amazed. What's so amazing about that?
"All right now folks, quiet down," the announcer hushed the buzzing audience. "I will now read the winners."
"Good luck," that same girl whispered to me.
"The third prize winner is... Yoshi Adaji for his stunning performance on the flute!" The audience clapped again as the boy went to receive his prize. "The second prize winner is... Maskura Yolenii for her very original song!" The girl was standing next to me leaped up and hugged me. She then ran to the announcer and hugged him too. She's quite... jubilant.
The announcer continued, "Yes. Now then... the first prizewinner goes to... Penelope Houston for her song and her piano playing!"
It took me a moment to realize that I had won! Me! I ran over to the announcer, who handed me the first place prize. I beamed with pride once again. This was the greatest day of my life.
"Wow, would you look at that?" Ginger tore open the prize to reveal a check, "$250, 000..."
"That's enough to pay for the room and a little trip," Boss grabbed it from her. "Where would you like to go, Penny?"
"To the beach!" I smiled.
"All right then. Tomorrow morning we'll leave." He then disappeared into the other room along with everyone else.
"I'm proud of you, girl," Pashmina came up behind me and hugged me. "Way to go. I knew you could do it!"
"It was easy," I made it seem like it was nothing.
"Okay," she giggled slightly and then pat me on the head. "You're getting too grown-up for me."
And at that moment, I really did feel grown-up. Enough to do accomplish anything I wanted to. And that I really mean.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does.
Claimer: I do own Ginger.
Chapter Three
The Performance
I stood there quivering as the line got shorter. Any moment now I would be performing. And the worst thing was there was no one behind me to back me up if I do really bad. Really, really bad.
Finally, the moment was upon me. The announcer called my name and I stepped out onto the stage, staring out at the crowd. They were all clapping for me.
I placed the sheet music on the piano and began to play the tune without looking at it. I then took a deep breath and sang:
There are so many things I don't know about life
Like why we strive and we fight
Why the sky will darken
And why that neighbor dog's still barkin'
Why the children run away
Instead of trying and trying to play
Why is no one listening to me?
Is it because I'm a little older than three?
Because I'm too young to know?
Too young to grow?
So please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we're alive
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we all die
People just don't get these things that I say
People are just trying to live off pay
But something tells me it's more just that
Why they won't listen
Why they are blind as a bat
Knowledge for the future makes me thrive
In the will to survive
Please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why there is war
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why you won't open that
Closed door
Why you won't look beyond the horizon?
Why I am I just another part of your skies and
Why I am too young to know all these things?
So please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why we're alive...
And please tell me
Please tell me
Please tell me
Why the answers to these questions are all lies
I played the last few notes on and then ended. I turned to see the crowd's reaction and it was happening again! I was getting a standing ovation!
I stood up and bowed to the crowd, who began to whistle with approval. I beamed with pride. I saw Pashmina and the others clapping hard. Everyone was – except for Ginger, who was hanging onto Howdy's shoulder, crying.
The judges then left the room for a minute. The host then called all the performers back on stage to announce the winner. One girl ran up to me and asked how old I was. When I told her I was six, she seemed amazed. What's so amazing about that?
"All right now folks, quiet down," the announcer hushed the buzzing audience. "I will now read the winners."
"Good luck," that same girl whispered to me.
"The third prize winner is... Yoshi Adaji for his stunning performance on the flute!" The audience clapped again as the boy went to receive his prize. "The second prize winner is... Maskura Yolenii for her very original song!" The girl was standing next to me leaped up and hugged me. She then ran to the announcer and hugged him too. She's quite... jubilant.
The announcer continued, "Yes. Now then... the first prizewinner goes to... Penelope Houston for her song and her piano playing!"
It took me a moment to realize that I had won! Me! I ran over to the announcer, who handed me the first place prize. I beamed with pride once again. This was the greatest day of my life.
"Wow, would you look at that?" Ginger tore open the prize to reveal a check, "$250, 000..."
"That's enough to pay for the room and a little trip," Boss grabbed it from her. "Where would you like to go, Penny?"
"To the beach!" I smiled.
"All right then. Tomorrow morning we'll leave." He then disappeared into the other room along with everyone else.
"I'm proud of you, girl," Pashmina came up behind me and hugged me. "Way to go. I knew you could do it!"
"It was easy," I made it seem like it was nothing.
"Okay," she giggled slightly and then pat me on the head. "You're getting too grown-up for me."
And at that moment, I really did feel grown-up. Enough to do accomplish anything I wanted to. And that I really mean.