on/off
(Story)
Fátima
Queiroz
Lady Carolzina, more known as "Lady Carol", (because she disliked her name, that test of the bad junction of the father's name Carlos, and of the mother Orolzina, giving Carolzina), she was a lady widow, 65 years old, very religious person and convict of the moral values.
She had married very young with Carlos,
employee of the Mail Post Office, in a small city, inside Minas Gerais. Without
children, they lived, one for the other, very happy, until the day of famous
infarct, that fulminated her husband and it took him of this life.
Widow three years ago, Lady Carol decided to move to Belo Horizonte, she
settled in a small apartment in the center of the city and she led began a new
life.
As the shortage of the life grew day after day, she decided to do some
work, that surrendered her some money. So,
she thought, she thought... until that she had the magnificent idea of making
sweet confections and salty appetizers to sell. Yes, it's certainty, that this
would give money! So, she did like this.
In first place, she thought in the advertising of her job, ordering to
print some pamphlets with the following sayings:
" DELICACIES OF CAROL "
If you want to know the gods' pleasures,
call for:
CAROL: 467-1732
The pamphlets were distributed by the whole city and after some days they
began to appear the more strangers phone calls, being more frequent in the night
part, and they were always masculine voices with the most eccentric sentences
as: " My cat, do I hope soon
to prove her delicacies ...miau...! Which the address, kitty?.. " or -
"I want not to try the gods' pleasure, but hers delicacies under my sheets...!
" - Other they were still moaning, seeming bugs and babbling intelligible
things.
Lady Carol, in her naive simplicity, didn't understand what happened,
therefore when she answered that the delicacies were salt appetizers and
homelike confections candies that she sold, the voices some times laughed making
jokes, other times chided her with ugly and insulting words and they turned off
the telephone in an abrupt manner. .
The situation was really so unbearable, that she decided to run over
Priest Olavo, of the parish that she frequented, that after a long chat cleared
her the whole misunderstanding.
Was
is that? I am very ashamed!
Her, a widow of age already advanced, honest and a respecting woman of her Christian duties and stupidily confused with those
" Girls of Programs "...! What absurd it is ..!
But, with Priest's Olavo orientation, everything came back to the normal.
Her first initiative was to change the number of the telephone, later to print
new pamphlets with new sayings:
"
DIAL - CAROL CANDY "
If you want sweet candies and salt appetizers to your party
call
for:
" CAROL CANDY - 468.1318
And now it is giving right. Nowadays, Lady Carol is a small confectioner's landlady and
she is very happy with her business of candies and salt appetizers. The movement
is growing so much, that is her being born the idea of opening a branch.
Who does know if Carol is getting on well with it too ? ...
(Story published in the Literary
Anthology " In the Wings of the Imagination " - 2003 for the
New Author's Editora House, of São Paulo - Pages 82 and 83).
( I dedicate this story to my friend Luci Marques, of Santos-SP, that inspired and she motivated me to write this beautiful story ).
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