Still with traveling in mind BNSoul decided perhaps a pirates life at sea would be ideal!
She got the eye patch, swabby scarf, treasure chest, parrot and even a hook!
only it was to BNSoul’s great dismay to learn that this was no longer suitable pirate garb. 😦 Everything had gone corporate.
Plus the parrot did not appreciate my anachronistic souls lack of shoulders.
After her stint with the Circus BN spent time wandering the streets and helping out in soup kitchens. And the belief inspired by a certain book not withstanding my soul prefers tomato to chicken soup.
Finally at long last BNSoul got her big break in the center ring. Only it is tradition for all new Ring Masters to be initiated and suffer some minor hazing from the clowns.Â
It was then paralyzed under the bright lights that BN discovered something she feared more than chickens or even bee stings…
My poor little soul is terrified of clowns.
So ended BNSoul’s circus career.
Upon waking BN saw the bee, who was curiously querying my soul about what she’d been buzzing in her sleep.
Not knowing how to speak bee (at least not while awake), BN lept to her feet in fear of being stung and took off running. The bee utterly confused just assumed my jumpy little soul was crazy and went about his beezness.Â
As BNSoul enjoyed her luxurious nap, her sleep induced sound affects caused some confusion among the local bee population.
Dreaming in the shade of the giant daffodil BNSoul was still seeing herself center ring under the bright light of The Big Top.
Her sweet tooth insured BN’s next job at the circus was as short lived as the Balloon sales.
BNSoul thought perhaps life with the circus. But they don’t let you start directly under the Big Top. So BN’s first gig was balloon sales.
Despite her circumference, my plush little soul only weighs as much as well a soul. Thus not heavy enough to stay grounded with a fist full of helium inflated balloons.
This proved a rather frightening lesson.
Even though she was and continues to be a strange soul, BN was drawn into the same fantasy that almost all little girls are. She wanted to be a ballerina so she could dance, dress and be treated like a princess.
What my soul learned of this however follows:
* No bad foods or indulgent snacks
* Tiaras are uncomfortable
* Toe shoes pinch
And
* Tutu skirts give BNSoul a rash
This was definitely not for her.
Years before founding the home for wayward souls BN tried many things.
Her first job was down on the farm. This proved two things to my wandering soul:Â
1. Hay seeds do not taste all that great. &
2. BN is afraid of chickens.
It was shortly time to move on.
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