ELLA AND MICHAEL
What Does Fairy Tale Mean?
When Ella arrives at the hospital, the patients are in one room for literature classes.
The patients were seated on chairs with tables provided by the nurses.
There is also a look of Michael, who stands with the patients to take literature classes.
Ella walks into the room and starts a literature class.
“Halo everyone. I'm Ella. Starting today, I will teach in this literature class.”
*POKE! PLOK! PLOK! PLOK!
The patients began to applaud, because the famous writer in Texas wanted to teach at a hospital in another city.
Michael, who was standing behind the patients, applauded Ella.
Ella took the chalk, then wrote on the chalkboard that had been provided.
‘DONGENG’ Ella wrote that sentence on the board.
“What is meant by fairy tales?”
“Dongeng is my marriage to Ariana Grande,” chirps one patient who still looks younger than the others.
“Gosh.”
“Basic you.”
“Stop drinking miras.”
“Are you drunk?”
“She was drunk again.”
“He's addicted to alcohol, Miss Ella.”
All the patients muttered to the sick person.
“He's not drunk. He's just stupid,” said Ella who was getting upset.
“Listen to me all. Fairy tales are cruel fantasies that depict the brutality and violence of this world in the form of paradoxes,” Ella explains.
“What?”
“Fantasy?”
“He said what?”
The patients, who still did not understand Ella's explanation, began to mutter with a friend nearby.
Ella sat in a chair and, uh,
“Let's take an example. What moral message can you take from Heungbu and Nolbu?”
“If be nice, you will win the lottery,” a patient answers it by bouncing.
“HAHAHAHA!”
Other patients laughed at one of their friends.
“Wrong. Heungbu was poor because he was not the eldest son. The story criticizes the primogeniture custom, that the eldest son is entitled to inherit everything.”
“Is that so?”
“Wahh. It's great.”
The patients were amazed by Ella's explanation.
“From the story of ‘Itik Bad Rupa’? What's your conclusion?”
One of the patients raised his hand and,
“Yes, you,” Ella appoint patient to answer.
“Do not discriminate against an ugly child.”
“Wrong! The moral message is, it's free to raise people's children, so, better take care of your own child.”
Ella continued to give an example of a fairy tale, in her first literary class.
After an hour of Ella filling out the literature class, Ella made a conclusion and closed the class.
“So, the conclusion of today's class, fairy tales are not hallucinogens that instill dreams, but stimulants that unlock reality.”
“I hope you read a lot of fairy tales whatever it is, then wake up from your dreams.”
“Do not see stars in the beautiful sky, look at the legs stuck in the gutter.”
Ella stood up and removed the writing on the blackboard and said,
“After you realize and accept that reality, you will be happy. Happy. Happy-happy.”
The patients started laughing and muttering with their friends.
“Hahaha.”
“Yes. Happy.”
“We will be happy.”
“Being happy.”
“I really want to be happy.”
“Let's all live happily.”
*BROK BROK!!!
“Alright, everyone. That was enough for class today. Welcome back next week. You can return to your respective rooms.”
Ella disbanded the class, and the patients rushed out with the nurses waiting outside.
Now in the room only Ella and Michael are still arranging the space, as before.
