The Little Prince (Adventure into a Childs World)

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a story written in a time of change for my son Vincent, to help explain his moms choices and her feelings when he gets onld enough to speak.

Submitted: November 20, 2008

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The Little Prince (Adventure in a child’s world)

 

In a land long forgotten by the world of adults exists its current Prince, his name shall remain unwritten, for in the policies of this world no one really has a set name and so to write it makes no real sense. This little Prince began his rule from his very crib, creating a small universe in his mind with which he might interact and converse with before the adults could begin to understand his workings. He laughed at things unseen and only in times of great need did he call to the outsiders. These were times when his cloths were dirty and needed changed, times when his body needed cleaned and times when his belly needed to be filled.

 

As he grew so did his world. Suddenly those invisible creatures which had remained in sight before had to be chased and the little prince, unwilling to let his creations escape him, gave chase. He wasn’t quick at first, hopping along on fours, but he could catch up to them and when he did he would laugh and giggle and the adults which watched over him would on occasion come to ask or see what he was doing. He tried to tell them in the language he knew best, that of his making, but they only seemed to barely understand what he described. If only they could see the vast world which he ruled, then they could be as happy as he was!

 

Soon that world began to change, the adults moved him from his old country to a new one, but it too would become a wonderful place to rule. By the time he could walk he had seen and explored three country’s which all proclaimed him their ruler. He was loved, and he knew even the adults who could not see these beautiful lands as he could and their occupants trusted his rulership and did not challenge it.

 

He loved all of the world and would never be cruel to those within it, whether they were of his creation or not. Kindness and compassion were all he wanted to give, for he knew that anything else brought tears and sadness. Pain and sorrow were his enemies, and as he grew he noticed them infiltrating his kingdoms and he did his best to ward them off. He tried to still the raised voices of his adult keepers, but they grew apart.

 

His kingdom became divided, and though he knew it hurt his keeper known as ‘Mom’ for it to be torn apart he still continued to show love and compassion. He did not yet understand the division of his world, but perhaps one day he might. Until that day came all he could do was try to keep his world from coming further apart. ‘Mom’ was always comforted by him and comforting him even in his most fitful dreams.

 

He began to question where ‘Dad’ had gone, but ‘Mom’ always reassured him he loved the little Prince and soon he would see ‘Dad’ again. He heard her prayers but did not yet understand the adult worlds tongue fully. What he did understand was her tone, and he knew she was praying for him and worried about ‘Dad’. She loved both of them very much.

 

During his time with the world he ruled he had learned one thing though, change was difficult, but rarely bad. Sometimes his country would shrink, but sometimes it grew. He tried to explain this to her in his worlds tongue, but she still understood him only as little as he did her. One day they would both speak the same tongue, he knew this.

 

What he did not know was what ‘Mom’ prayed for most was that when he grew up and became part of the adult world that he would forgive her for bringing so many changes, understand that she did not hate his ‘Dad’, and never ever forget the world he once ruled. She hoped that his world would remain his comfort in memory as something good he had once dreamed of, a place where change and love knew no conditions.


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