A 2 Foot Point of View
Every time they entered the main terminal, Kate felt like she was seeing it for the first time. There were sounds coming from every direction—excited squeals that bounced from the walls, subdued goodbyes in lingering kisses, even angry exchanges as commuters tried to haggle over ticket prices or money exchange value. As she listened to Malcolm chatter in his baby talk about the different things within it, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like from his point of view. She wondered if he felt as small as a bug in the vast open concourse. His eyes would pop whenever giant strollers filled with all the diaper bags a baby could want went by. He carried on quite the conversation with his twin going down the moving steps with him. His hands stretched to reach beautiful faces and cartoon characters on shiny paper perfect for tearing and crumbling, sliding them easily out of their pockets to the magazine stand keeper’s dismay. Kate managed to secure them before any damage was done, but this was becoming such a habit that she started wondering if she shouldn’t take out stock on the magazine industry.
As she pushed him along in his stroller, his squeals and delights would divert her attention. Coos of delight mixed with garbled chatter flowed steadily from the stroller. As she approached a gift shop, his gimme fingers were going a mile a minute. They had some time to kill, so she decided to give in to his demands and wheeled him into the gift shop. It was small, but when she bent down to talk to Malcolm at his eye-level, she noticed that in that small position, it looked like a bigger than life toy store. The giant teddy bear dangling from a cord was in her direct line of site and was as big as Malcolm. The bear was surrounded by an army of shiny soldiers, proud pilots in their gray flight suits, and airplanes that came to life at the touch of a button. Along every wall there was something to delight and intrigue Malcolm, keeping his eyes shining, his chatter going, and his heart content. As she pushed him past the checkout counter, she didn’t see his chubby fingers wrap around a large lollipop. The gift shop clerk came running out behind her, shouting.
“Hey! You didn’t pay for that!” his voice was less than kind as he pointed at the confection in Malcolm’s hand. Kate groaned. Everything was overpriced at the airport.
“I’m very sorry. I didn’t realize he had it.”
“That’s your problem. You should watch him more closely. You have to pay.” He bordered on rude.
“How much is it?”
“It is $1.99 plus tax. Airport tax!” He added for emphasis. It wasn’t as bad as she thought. At least Malcolm hadn’t swiped the $50.00 teddy bear that was hanging in the shop. She could have sworn she had seen it in a Wal-Mart ad a few days ago. She handed the man three single bills.
“Keep the change for your trouble.” Her voice held insincerity, though she had felt obligated. It’s not like it was a lot of change, anyway. Malcolm was definitely enjoying the lollipop, wrapper and all, that much was certain. That alone made it all worth it.
This week’s challenge from Story Dam was: (in 600 words or less) Take a walk through the location of your choosing. Write your piece to include your character’s surroundings, only not through your adult eyes. Show us through the eyes of a child. Things are new, foreign, and curious. Put yourself in their place. Would you know what some things were?
I chose a scene from my NaNo in which my female MC and her son are walking through an airport. Concrit is always welcome.
This snippet also works for Mama Kat’s prompt #3: A favorite place to go in childhood. While this was fictional, I really did love going to the airport to send my Grandma off to Germany properly. Sitting in the airport cafe and watching the passengers come and go and the planes take off was definitely a highlight of my childhood.