What do a tiara, a Winnie the Pooh onesie & a famous poet have in common? By Gena Oppenheim (Writer)
This morning, while on line to get a coffee in Cobble Hill, there was a little girl in front of me dressed in what should be standard Sunday morning attire: a Winnie the Pooh onesie and pink tiara. Her mom was holding her hand, but Winnie kept pulling away. She seemed to be muttering something intensely. After a moment she started screaming passionately, "Call me Emily DickInson." Her exasperated mom firmly stated, "Molly what do you want for breakfast?" Winnie though, would have none of it. She grabbed her crown, threw it on the ground and said "MY NAME IS EMILY DICKINSON! CALL ME EMILY DICKINSON" She repeated this hysterically four more times.
Sighing, and noticing the long line behind her, the mom bent down and said gently, "Emily Dickenson, please retrieve your tiara and tell me what you´d like for breakfast?" After the poetess´ order had been placed, and the tiara and fury had been put back into place, the mother smiled at the rest of us and exclaimed, "If you think this is bad you should have seen her Sylvia Plath stage."
GENA OPPENHEIM Gena is a fourth generation New Yorker who teaches second-grade. She is a graduate of Barnard College and received her MFA from NYU Tisch's Graduate Musical Theatre Writing Program. http://twitter.com/#!/genabeans