Have you ever wonder WHY your parents gave you your name?
I did. I think about it so many times and ask my mom: "why you give me such a name?"
OLLIE...
my mom will smile and look at me as if she never told me anything about my name.
"One night..." she start my childhood story
A young, white, brave and handsome owl flying across the garden and nicely landed on a small branch of an mango tree. He start to look closely to every corner of the garden.
than his eyes grow bigger and bigger for he see a beautiful female owl with her dazzling dark eyes.
His heart start to beating as fast as a nuclear rocket to other galaxy.
but his eyes never look to another direction.
"She"s the one!" that white owl said to himself.
This white owl who will be my future father, fly to a next branch to the beautiful owl.
"Hello," he said.. try to gentle as he can
She is not reply. She just look at the young owl with her big dark dazzling eyes.
The young owl decided to move closer.
"Hello," he said for the second time.
This time the beautiful owl blink her eyes.
That young owl knew.. this is a kind of strange situation. He suppose to make fuzzy noisy sound like any other brave owl. but that young owl could not do it.
He make another "Hello" and move tree steps closer.
Suddenly .. "OUPSS!!!!" he could not manage his steps. the branch to slippery.
he lost his balance and fall down.not only that, that strong owl fall into a pit of oil.
His shining white feather become as black as the night.
the beautiful owl start to laugh.
She laugh so HARD and suddenly she lost her balance to and fall to the pit too
Her nice soft feather become sticky with the oil all over it
The young handsome oily owl start to laugh too
while the beautiful owl tried to stand and OUPS!! she fell.
"Let me help," He said but than when he move, he fell again
For long time both of them helping each other to get out from the pit.
"After that, your father proposed me." My mom said with her big smile
"And we decided to give named you 'Ollie' to remind us about the oil which makes us falling in love,"
Than she will closed her story by saying: every name has its own story and it's own destiny. You destiny my child to be like the oil. to smooth everything..."
and i give her BIG HUG and WET KISS....
Ollie Owl Post: do all things with great love and positive attitude
be united in love (S.Angela)