She waddled into the class proclaiming loudly “There’s free Hot Dogs outside!, There’s free Hot Dogs out in the square!”, Quickly spying the two girls where still playing the games, she hurried up to them.. “you guys must be getting hungry?!, There’s free Hot Dogs out in the square if you want one! You must be hungry.”
Although the girls continued to play for another couple of minutes, Helen knew she had made an impression when the girls soon gave up and went to their lunches.
One week later another opportunity arose, but unbeknownst to her it was to fail miserably.
The tutor had been asked a wonderfully complicated question.. Helen settled in to wait for the perfect timing for her input, this was going to be amazing, she could feel it in her bones..
Suddenly, Helen found that she had no idea what the tutor was talking about, and worse still it seemed that everyone else was following perfectly.
Helen Panicked! her breathing became shallow as she felt her mojo slipping away. She had to rectify the situation and fast!
With a desperation that could only resemble that of an addict searching for a fix. She hastily pulled up the illustration she had completed the week before.
“Here’s my Illustration” she hastily spat out at the tutor while he was in mid sentence..
the class fell silent, they all waited with baited breath.
the tutor paused, Mid sentence. Assessing the options, What to do, What to do…
He exhaled, (*Rather loudly I might add), Exasperated.
After a moments hesitation, He carried on with his answer to the previously asked question…
A snicker rang silently through the class.
Helen reeled from the blatant “blow off” from the tutor.
What had gone wrong! A black hole of empitness opened up in front of her, and Helen’s worst fear seemed truer than ever before. She had lost her touch.
No longer did she hold the power to wow crowds with her patented pearls of wisdom, No longer were the silences filled with awe, But instead an awkwardness that sent chills down her spine.
Helen had to do some serious soul searching, What was she doing with her life? and how was she supposed to find another Niche so late in the game?
Well my sweet little triffids, Our poor Helen seems to be having a late Mid-life crisis. So I don’t know when she’ll be back in the game.. but a new post will appear whenever she makes another attempt at her future.
Until next time.