Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Wednesday's Women No. 24
My name is April and I feel like such a fool.
It was my birthday on Saturday and the celebrations haven’t really stopped.
My son phoned me earlier today to come over for lunch and when I did there were other people there too. I noticed a birthday banner and that the other people in the room were wearing birthday hats. My son slipped a hat on me and they got me to make a wish and blow out the candles.
I was seriously bursting with pride, thinking I am too much; my ego has never been so high. I must be too good and too kind and too great. I almost believe that I am the second coming. Otherwise why would everyone want to celebrate for so long?
I just started to cut the cake when they all yelled ‘April Fools’.
*artwork by Linda Olafsdottir