Melissa
12-04-2004, 07:44 AM
Having a bit of fun with it ;)
Once upon a time there was a girl who was cursed by an evil witch named Fibromyalgia, who transformed her from a happy, skipping child into a girl living in a gray fog of pain. The witch told the girl that the only way to break the spell was for her to eat pure fruits and vegetables and drink cool spring water, as if she lived in a beautiful garden.
To make this task nearly impossible for the girl, the witch surrounded her with sugary smells, colorful advertisements, supermarkets bursting with supposedly edible "goodies"...The evil witch disguised her poison wares as "food" everywhere the girl went, hoping she would be lured by the smells, sights and sounds.
But the girl was determined to eat only the healing garden foods and, day after day, she turned her back on the witch's poison and ate only the purest delights (especially bright red apples!) With every bite of fruit and ever sip of pure water, the girl got a little bit stronger and more alive.
The witch was furious! "Nobody escapes my curse this easily" she thought. "I'll give her the worst challenge yet!" She waved her evil wand and a restaurant sprung up, filled with the most diabolical illusion she had ever invented...Waiters smiling, a fireplace glowing, wine bottles twinkling, aromas of "food" in the air. As a final evil touch, the witch gave the restaurant a name sure to confuse the girl: Olive Garden.
While the witch hid in the shadows, she watched as the girl walked past the restaurant and saw the hopeful green sign with the word Garden on it. "Could it be!?" she thought. "Is this, at last, a restaurant that is not part of the witch's spell?" The girl and her family entered and were seated, but all too soon the girl's hopes were dashed.
On every table were parts of animals from land and sea, pig and squid, bird and cow, cooked in burning oils and covered with milky sauce. While all around her people feasted on such fare, the girl searched the menu for something--anything--from a real garden to eat. She found only one thing, a salad, and just when she was about to eat it, one of the witch's helpers rushed over to grate poisonous cheese all over it. "No!" cried the girl, causing the helper to slink back to his corner.
But even that salad had a hidden curse in it. When the girl returned home, her mouth was so dry, her thirst so terrible, she could barely croak the word "Water!" Only after ten glasses of cool pure water did she begin to recover. As she lay her head on her pillow that night, the girl vowed that she would never be tricked again by the witch. She would indeed outwit the evil Fibromyalgia! She closed her eyes and had a delicious dream about dancing among the olive trees in a real olive garden.
Once upon a time there was a girl who was cursed by an evil witch named Fibromyalgia, who transformed her from a happy, skipping child into a girl living in a gray fog of pain. The witch told the girl that the only way to break the spell was for her to eat pure fruits and vegetables and drink cool spring water, as if she lived in a beautiful garden.
To make this task nearly impossible for the girl, the witch surrounded her with sugary smells, colorful advertisements, supermarkets bursting with supposedly edible "goodies"...The evil witch disguised her poison wares as "food" everywhere the girl went, hoping she would be lured by the smells, sights and sounds.
But the girl was determined to eat only the healing garden foods and, day after day, she turned her back on the witch's poison and ate only the purest delights (especially bright red apples!) With every bite of fruit and ever sip of pure water, the girl got a little bit stronger and more alive.
The witch was furious! "Nobody escapes my curse this easily" she thought. "I'll give her the worst challenge yet!" She waved her evil wand and a restaurant sprung up, filled with the most diabolical illusion she had ever invented...Waiters smiling, a fireplace glowing, wine bottles twinkling, aromas of "food" in the air. As a final evil touch, the witch gave the restaurant a name sure to confuse the girl: Olive Garden.
While the witch hid in the shadows, she watched as the girl walked past the restaurant and saw the hopeful green sign with the word Garden on it. "Could it be!?" she thought. "Is this, at last, a restaurant that is not part of the witch's spell?" The girl and her family entered and were seated, but all too soon the girl's hopes were dashed.
On every table were parts of animals from land and sea, pig and squid, bird and cow, cooked in burning oils and covered with milky sauce. While all around her people feasted on such fare, the girl searched the menu for something--anything--from a real garden to eat. She found only one thing, a salad, and just when she was about to eat it, one of the witch's helpers rushed over to grate poisonous cheese all over it. "No!" cried the girl, causing the helper to slink back to his corner.
But even that salad had a hidden curse in it. When the girl returned home, her mouth was so dry, her thirst so terrible, she could barely croak the word "Water!" Only after ten glasses of cool pure water did she begin to recover. As she lay her head on her pillow that night, the girl vowed that she would never be tricked again by the witch. She would indeed outwit the evil Fibromyalgia! She closed her eyes and had a delicious dream about dancing among the olive trees in a real olive garden.