I was going to write today why I hate the Lion king and why I have sworn never to watch Bambi ever again….
Seemed like such a childish thing to write about….
Thank you Disney for scarring me for Life….
I don’t think I will ever forgive you for killing Mufasa or Bambi’s mother……now my hands tremble when I walk by the video store and I see cut outs of the Lion king…..Oh how could you?
Thanks to you I never did complete my Bambi coloring book which was drenched half the time with a certain 5 year old tears….Damn you Disney! Damn you!
The Loneliness ~ Babyface
But The Lion King reminds me of a special detail of my childhood….
It reminds me of a little boy I used to know…
The boy who owned The lion king movie….I used to think he was so much like Simba…..royal and a little sad…..
I remember he went through a phase of eating with his left hand…..He loved the The Adams Family….while I loathed Wednesday….He was always so bright-eyed and ready for school, while I hated waking up at dawn and the fact we had to wear a uniform,,
He was barely 11 while he walked around like he was 20, and I was secretly so proud of him as my friend…..he was always gentle to animals and loved his fishes…. a clown who made Sophie and me laugh all the time….he always spoke to us and treated us if we were Princesses…..
His eyes had a secret….that I thought only I could see…….a secret that he never did tell me…..
I don’t remember how we first met…..but I know we will never forget him….because I know our childhood would have never been the same without him….
“So tell me how you feel
Are you for real ?”
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