This was a beautiful film, an American fairy tale of five-year-old Hushpuppy and her unhealthy,
hot-tempered father, Wink. As an approaching storm nears the southern Louisiana bayou community, the Bathtub, the two are optimistic about their life and their
future. I suggest you best check it out, after all it was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Picture among countless others. Simply, spectacular.
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white
sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an
object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she
hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to
mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!”
“Gone Where?”
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and
hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able
to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when
someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” there are other eyes
watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
“Here she comes!”
-Henry Van Dyke
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