Her last breakfast at home
before entering the convent.
Her mother fussed over
breakfast making sure
everything was just right.
Her father was driving her
to the train station. She
hated emotional goodbyes.
She knew that her mother
would cry. Then she would cry.
She sat and ate the breakfast
her mother had prepared.
Like a condemned person's
last meal before execution.
The radio was on playing Elgar.
No more radio in the convent
nor TV. Two others girls wound
be arriving today besides her.
She was nervous. It was the
end of an era. Up at 5am each
morning for the office of Matins.
No breakfast until 6.15am
She sipped her tea. She drank
it slowly. Her mother busied
herself trying not to think of
her daughter's departure.
Her father ate breakfast in
silence reading the newspaper.
End of an era. Beginning of
a new. Her father's hair was
greying and his suit was blue.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 2:08 AM UTC
Her last breakfast at home
before entering the convent.
Her mother fussed over
breakfast making sure
everything was just right.
Her father was driving her
to the train station. She
hated emotional goodbyes.
She knew that her mother
would cry. Then she would cry.
She sat and ate the breakfast
her mother had prepared.
Like a condemned person's
last meal before execution.
The radio was on playing Elgar.
No more radio in the convent
nor TV. Two others girls wound
be arriving today besides her.
She was nervous. It was the
end of an era. Up at 5am each
morning for the office of Matins.
No breakfast until 6.15am
She sipped her tea. She drank
it slowly. Her mother busied
herself trying not to think of
her daughter's departure.
Her father ate breakfast in
silence reading the newspaper.
End of an era. Beginning of
a new. Her father's hair was
greying and his suit was blue.
