Life Scene: Alice In Wonderland. Part 1.

Today I’ve found myself in Wonderland. The place, where the words have strange sense, and the events are combining in the intricate mosaics. And all this happened because of the folly of her own, when Alice followed the white rabbit with red eyes. It didn’t faze her that the rabbit goes to the blue car, piled high with strange things (later she noticed a lot of the same stuff, falling down the hole), and collects a strange collection. Oh no, then it was not astonished at all. Accidentally fell into the hole (which, by the way, proved to be a dangerous place), her attention was captured by the Cheshire cat (in many respects his «purring» style of talking and elegant movements). He was kind on the first look, but the claws are long and sharp teeth, why Alice had decided that he is rather dangerous.

– Cat! – Alice began timidly, not knowing whether he would like the name, but he only smiled wide in response. – What kind of people live here?

– In that direction, –  the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,’ waving the other paw, `lives a Rabbit. Visit either you like: they’re both mad.’

– But I don’t want to go among mad people, – Alice remarked.

– Oh, you can’t help that, – said the Cat, – we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.

– How do you know I’m mad? – said Alice.

– You must be, –  said the Cat, –  or you wouldn’t have come here.

Alice felt that this could not be denied (with him at all, it was very difficult to argue). The cat grunted pleased, and vanished. Alice waited a little, half expecting to see it again, but it did not appear, and after a minute or two she walked on in the direction in which the Rabbit was said to live.

– I’ve seen hatters before, – she said to herself – the Rabbit will be much the most interesting, and perhaps as this is May it won’t be raving mad-at least not so mad as it was in March (here she was very much mistaken). She walked up towards it rather timidly, saying to herself

– Suppose it should be raving mad after all! I almost wish I’d gone to see the Hatter instead!’

The Sense: Never follow the white rabbit with red eyes.

…to be continued…

~ by Anna M. Estrie on October 10, 2012.

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