I stumbled upon this clip and realized that Bambi was the first movie I ever saw. Or at least the first that I recall with clarity. I loved Thumper, who was my instant favorite and I knew the lessons his mother taught, just like my own! I remember 'flower' and being delighted that a stinky skunk would have such a sweet name. Saw a kindness there that touched me even then with the power of a word to change everything. And I remember the horror that such bad things could happen and how much it frightened me. This memory brought another, of my mom holding me secure even as I watched in the kind of confused terror unique to childhood. We both cried at that movie. Bambi was my first clear realization that I needed someone to count on that was BIG - BIG ENOUGH, someone GOD-SIZED! I remember lying in my bed and praying earnestly for the first time that such things as men with guns and fire would not come to our house. Today as I watched this clip, I was moved to pray again to that BIG-ENOUGH GOD for all those children whose nightmares are real. And I found myself all the day long "saying something nice". Thanks mom.
(Be sure to pause the music at the bottom of the page before starting the video clip)
Friday, February 25, 2011
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