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Array ( [sid] => 13709 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Young Ursula [time] => 2003-03-04 12:00:00 [hometext] => The Story of my mother escapeing East Germany!Part one [bodytext] => A young women growing up in Eastern Germany,
shes a waitress working to survive,
She knew of Hitler in her community,
a man so many people deprive,

She was the youngest child of ten,
trying to make her parents proud,
still too young to understand men,
yet her beauty & grace stood out in a crowd,

Ursulas life came to a change one night,
The night the General walked in,
Taking his order hoping she would get it right,
Than thats where it will all begins,

He makes a pass at her,for all to see,
Scared as she was she told him NO,
Being pushy & not letting her be,
She hit him & told him to let go,

Knowing this was a General,she would be to blame,
Ursula ran out the back door,
running home to tell her parents her shame,
she never did this before,

Her parents knew she would have to run,
for soon they will be coming there,
These men are serious,they have guns,
Her father said you must get out of here,

Putting her dads coat on as a disguise,
listening to what her father said,
saying Good bye with tears in her eyes,
she did what she had dread.

To be Cont.

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Young Ursula

Contributed by lowman613 on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 12:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

A young women growing up in Eastern Germany,
shes a waitress working to survive,
She knew of Hitler in her community,
a man so many people deprive,

She was the youngest child of ten,
trying to make her parents proud,
still too young to understand men,
yet her beauty & grace stood out in a crowd,

Ursulas life came to a change one night,
The night the General walked in,
Taking his order hoping she would get it right,
Than thats where it will all begins,

He makes a pass at her,for all to see,
Scared as she was she told him NO,
Being pushy & not letting her be,
She hit him & told him to let go,

Knowing this was a General,she would be to blame,
Ursula ran out the back door,
running home to tell her parents her shame,
she never did this before,

Her parents knew she would have to run,
for soon they will be coming there,
These men are serious,they have guns,
Her father said you must get out of here,

Putting her dads coat on as a disguise,
listening to what her father said,
saying Good bye with tears in her eyes,
she did what she had dread.

To be Cont.

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Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by Valerie_Pearson on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 03:37:14 PM AEST
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very interesting Christina, what life hands down, waiting to read part two, Love Ya, Val

Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 09:01:13 PM AEST
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Wow, Christina... this must have been so hard to do...lovely write.... will go read part two now
Jenni

Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by Heavenangel on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 11:46:42 PM AEST
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man she really knew hitler?
scary! what a story to tell! good one!
~HeavenAngel~

Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by Ramfire on Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 12:19:05 PM AEST
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Can't wait to see what happens in your next poem about your mother.
Regards,
Ramfire

Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 05:51:57 PM AEST
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good write waiting getting ready to read part II
Shari

Re: Young Ursula (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 11:52:57 PM AEST
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awwww so many women went through this type of thing, your poor mom, am off to read part two.............................

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