The Most Beautiful Ruined Moment

Lovely post. Reading this reminded me of the time when I was a single mother and I would take my three children to the local indoor play area because that was the nearest I came to having a break. It also allowed my autistic-with-possible-ADHD son to run and jump and climb as much as he needed.
Prince was in one of his climbing-the-walls moods. After he’d climbed on top of the netting, tried to break the miniature-toy dispenser, grabbed a child half his size and switched all the lights on and off (twice), I decided it was time to leave. Weary, I rounded up the children, then 9, 6 and 4, and eventually got the two youngest in their coats and shoes. Prince refused to put his shoes on and ran off with them instead. As I was trying to get out the door he trashed all the leaflets on the reception counter – just threw all the neatly arranged piles every which way. When I told him not to do it, he threw his shoes, with a surprising yet deadly accuracy, at the head of the manager. I was mortified.
I managed to get the children out of the door and into the car (there was a certain mortice-lock arm-hold that I developed so that when I had to I could forcibly remove my child – this was nonetheless difficult with two others).
Rain pounded the windscreen. The wind was blowing a hooley.

As I began reversing from the parking space, a woman came running up to my car window. It was the manager. My heart sank. I wound the window down.

“I’m so sorry.” I said.

“No! No! Please,” she said, rather breathlessly, “please don’t feel like you can’t come back. Please – you mustn’t feel like you can’t come back!”
I was so touched. I never will forget. And we did go back.

"Write!" she says.


Dear Master Jedi,
       This is an open letter of deep appreciation to you. I hope that somehow it finds its way to your computer screen.

     You are an actor, and a damn funny one to boot. You’re really skilled at working with the unpredictably of kids and turning it into entertainment. I really hope that when you auditioned for and won this gig, that you’ve been as pleased with your job as your audiences have been with your performance. I also hope that this leads to bigger and better things, if that’s what you choose. You’re a supremely decent man and I’m ever in your debt for how you helped me out Tuesday, June 4th at the end of the last show of the day.

You see, during the months of planning for our Disneyworld trip, I found out about the Jedi Training Academy in Hollywood Studios…

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