This was the first story that I wrote to perform at Mezrab.
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Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Masha.
Masha had short brown hair and limitless imagination.
One Spring morning, little Masha was in her room, laying on her bed.
She was going over the dance moves, in her head.
You see, Masha just got in the Spice Girls dance group,
in the neighborhood.
After beautiful Serra got lice and had to leave her spot to Masha,
Our hero finally had the chance to be the loveable Emma.
Every day in the garden, the group rehearsed their dance
For the year-end show that their school held.
Masha had never been happier, as she swing her hip and head
So that Sunday morning, when she was doing practically nothing
Faith had a plan that was going to change everything.
Her mother walked into Masha’s room,
Opened the door,
And revealed her huge belly.
She was pregnant with a baby boy.
Which Masha didn’t exactly ask for.
Her mother said,
“I need you to clean the balcony, for me. I won’t take no as an answer. So get up, in the count of three.”
“ What, me? But, I don’t think I can ma.”
“You can and you will. Don’t you see I can’t bend down like that without feeling ill.’’
“Okay, but later. Cause we will rehearse the dance soon, and I don't wanna be late to that”
Said Masha and hoping her mother would let go of this ridiculous request.
But not so easy, missy.
Her mother’s eyes got big, she opened her mouth up.
filled her lungs with air, and started to talk:
“ I asked you one thing to do. You’ll be a big sister soon.
Don’t make me yell at you. I have a baby in my womb.
You see, your father is not home again,
Or I wouldn’t ask it for
Pick up the leaves, clean the floor
Then you can have a cookie or more
But I need to get some air by myself in a room
You better make it ready, or I’ll lose it and you’ll be doomed
So pick up the broom Masha, and finish it before it’s noon”
So Little Masha found herself at the balcony, on the fourth floor,
with a broom, empty garbage can, and a bucket of water next to her.
Looking at the balcony floor covered with dirt and leaves
Masha was thinking
This is just a tiny obstacle standing in front of my
way to dance, and sweet happiness
So Masha started to pick the leaves one by one,
When her mind was timbering with this:
“IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER
YOU GOTTA GET WITH MY FRIENDS
MAKE IT LAST FOREVER, FRIENDSHIP NEVER ENDS”
Minutes were passed
The leaves were finally gone.
Her job was almost done
But
The moment Masha grabbed the bucket,
Ready to clean the floor,
Her eyes got stuck on,
And she couldn’t believe, what she saw:
Ants
She whispered, crouched to see them crawling around.
Right to left, up to down;
Hundreds, thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of ants;
There were,
Walking around, carrying stuff, doing whatever ants would do.
But the little girl saw more than that:
She saw families having picnics
Lovers kissing and walking
Kids playing with their friends,
Masha said to herself
There is no way that I could kill those ants
But she knew she had to face this
Cause even if she said no, and leave,
- in the cause of having a day without rehearsing
Her father or worse her mother would do that,
And the ants in no time would be dead.
“I can’t live knowing there is blood in my mother's hands
It’s already hard for me to accept the way she lives and acts
But also mass murderer of ants?
No!”
She said
“There must be another way”
So Masha sat down to think a way out
And in a minute
“Eureka!”
She shouted
And she hastily ran out
She was back
Holding a newspaper in her hand
Folded in two
Placed it on the floor
Waiting for ants to climb on
When there were 20
She picked up the newspaper carefully
walked to the balcony barriers,
And shake it off,
As ants were falling down to the garden below
from the fourth floor
She even sang them
A quick farewell song
You’re strong, fast and working with care
I love you ants
But you need to move somewhere else, man
(I love you ants)
You’ll have a better life there
No need for thanks
I got your back,
Cause, I love you aaaants
So the little girl kept going back and forth
Many many times
As ants were falling down
Masha feeling like a hero
Knowing that she was doing just fine!
Until she heard this
IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER,
YOU VE GOTTA GET WITH MY FRIENDS
Damn
Masha ran to the balcony barriers
To see at the garden below
Her group rehearsing
And
Serra
The lice head Serra being Emma
Dancing
It was like every second Masha was spending at the balcony
The world she carefully built seemed collapsing
When Masha went to ask her mother if she could go out for a bit and came back,
Her mother said
“No. You promised, so you’d better commit,
This is not the chess or swimming class after two weeks you just drop it.
If it’s needed, go ahead and work harder
But sooner or later, you need to learn to finish what you started.”
So the little girl
hurried more and more
On the way, she may smushed a couple of ants
I’m not going to lie
But just so you know
That she really tried
She kept telling herself,
Just handful of more times,
Then I’m there
I need to bear,
I need to bear.”
But it seemed ants were endless
As 20 falling down
Another 40 circling Masha,
leaving her defenseless
The girls’ waves of laughter were piercing
Masha’s heart was racing
Jealousy was getting the best of her
And the moment came
she couldn’t resist the beast
A determined look came to her face
And she said
This is the end
Between me and you
This is the end
I have a path to walk to / believe m
This is the end
It’s a road for one not, two
Since I was 5 I knew something was off
I wanted to ran away from home
With my teddy bear and some clothes
But I couldn’t even open the door
My parents locked me in
And laughed at me
Heartless whores
You see
I’m not a pretty girl
Chubby and way too hairy
Maybe I should ve took it
When the girls said “Why dont you be Mel C?” - EYE ROLLS
But who would wanna be a girl who kicks when she s dancing
Not me!
Bye bye Ants
It’s time for me to leave you
Bye Bye ants
Believe me, it makes me blue
Bye bye Ants
What an 8 year old should do
This lice-head Serra
Cant win this one again
She has everything,
Like barbie house and even two Kens
How can I compete with that
When all I have is a lego set
Second hand
My mom is crazy
And daddy is never home
My life is upside down
Till the day I was born
Now I need to leave you all
To keep my dream on
Dream on!
Bye bye Ants
It’s time for me to leave you
Bye Bye ants
Believe me, it makes me blue
Bye bye Ants
What an 8 year girl old should do
Bye bye
So Masha grabbed the bucket poured the water on the ants
As she was wiping their dead bodies to the drain pipe,
There were tears in her eyes
And a bloody broom in her hands
On the way out, her mother caught Masha and asked
“So you finished it all?”
“Yes! I hope you’re happy!”
“ I am actually. Thank you Masha.”
“Great!”
So Masha left the house and ran to the garden
Fastest she could
To see her group
Enjoying their times as Masha would
A little argument revealed Masha was out, and Sera was back
When she asked the reason why Victoria of the group took a step and said
“Come on Masha,
You look nothing like Emma
Serra is blonde and is from the original crew
Also, she is prettier, and it helps she has a barbie house that we can play when we ask to
So if you excuse us
We have a dance to rehearse, too”
“You know what,
That’s fine, because I don’t wanna be in this group, anymore.
You’re not Spice Girls
You are more like Liced Girls”
“Great. So can you…”
“And let me tell you this”
“Here we go…”
“Spice Girls is not about being better, or prettier
Those five girls, they were all different from each other
But they danced and sang all together
About friendship and sometimes nonsense, but whatever
In the end, all I wanted, as the song says
“I really, really, really wanna zigazig ah”
But not like this
I wish I never stepped out of that balcony, I wish I would stay with my real friends, the ants
”
Said and she went back home,
And laid on her bed
The place where it all started.
She was feeling like a total wreck.
But all these taught Masha one hard lesson
She felt like a stronger person
She understood it’s not good to do things half-ass,
Or for your own pleasure leaving behind hundreds of dead ants
She swore
From that day on
To help the helpless
To be the voice of the voiceless
To be or not to be…
Sorry that was something else
Which brings us to the end
Of the story Masha and the Ants
But don’t worry cause
This chain of unfortunate events
Was just a beginning
of many upcoming stories of Masha making enemies and friends
To be continued.
Thank you.
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