Saturday, August 2, 2008

"The Attracting Power of Beehives"

Mick had known Sarah since elementary school. Actually, Mick had loved Sarah since elementary school. But he never had the courage to tell her how he felt, and by the time they reached middle and high school they were so involved with their separate social circles that it seemed impossible to him that they could ever be together.

She was an attractive, popular girl. He was quiet and kept to himself. His greatest passion was the enormous bee hive he kept in his backyard. He tended to it with loving care and studied up on bees as much as he could to ensure his prized possessions were as comfortable as could be.

One day after school Mick was at the local library reading the B volume of the encyclopedia when he saw Sarah walk in. “Oh, she’s just here for homework or something,” he thought. “She won’t even see me.”

He carefully observed her from behind the encyclopedia. She walked back and forth, up and down the aisles, until she finally found what she was looking for in the magazine section. She picked up an issue and headed for the check-out counter, which was located right in front of the table Mick was sitting at.

Mick mustered up all his courage so that when she walked by he said, “Hey, Sarah.”

“Oh, hey. Mick, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I-“ He stopped. Mick was stunned. No, it couldn’t be. Not possible! He had to ask. “Is that Bee Hives Weekly you’re holding?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“What, is it for a project or something?”

“No, it’s for me.”

“I didn’t know you like beehives!”

“I don’t,” she said. “I love beehives.”

With those words their romance took off like, well, a bee in flight. They attended bee conferences, hung bee posters on each other’s walls, and nursed each other’s stings.

The next time you think a beehive is worthless or a nuisance, remember Mick and Sarah, two fictional characters who fell in love thanks to a mutual admiration for beehives.

Just because they’re fictional doesn’t mean…I don’t really know the point of this story anymore. Something to do with beehives and love. But, hey, it was touching, wasn’t it?

1 comment:

rue said...

Someone must've just made you watch a chickflick.