The Circus
Ana Ovejero
Sophia was sitting down on her armchair. Being an old spinster, she was delighted when her niece visited her once a month. Today was the day. Mary was coming with her two children, Clara and Thomas, 8-year-old twins. Sophia always tells them amazing stories from when she was a girl and lived in a small countryside town, and used to give carrots to her neighbour’s horse Penny.
Now, she was trying to see in her mind her memory about that circus in which she saw a tiger for the first time. However, she could only see the bars of the cage, iron bars, to protect people? To protect the animal? To isolate both? She can see the rings on fire. She struggled to remember how the trick went, she just recalled the filthy surroundings.
When her niece and the children arrived, at the beginning, Sophia pretended not to have any story to share with them. However, as soon as her niece went to the kitchen to make some tea, Sophia whispered to the children ‘Are you ready for the most incredible adventure of all times?’ Big smiles were the answer to her question.
Sitting around her, Clara and Thomas were the witnesses of the day when Sophia saw that marvellous creature. The tiger, its fur coloured black and brown, its sharp teeth, but above all, its deafening roar, seemed to become alive, its paws silently roaming the room.
The atmosphere exploded when Sophia’s niece arrived and happily declared, ‘Tea is ready!’ The kids moaned. The magic had disappeared. Later, maybe, Sophia would recollect another fantastic story. But for now, it was only tea, biscuits and the TV.
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