It was a warm sunny day in March, and Alice and her friend Diana stood out on the deck and watched Alice’s daughter, Marianna as she sat at the little picnic table in the backyard, pretending to be having a tea party. She wore her father’s old top hat and she had plush toy animals sitting around the table at the various place settings, with a large plush rabbit sitting next to her in the seat of honor.
They heard Marianna introduce the rabbit as the March Hare, then saw Marianna look at her watch and cry out “Move down! Move down!” The little girl got up and moved all the toy animals over one seat.
“What is she doing?” Diana asked.
“She’s playing Alice in Wonderland. She just loves that story, especially the part about the tea party.”
Marianna played tea party for a few more minutes, then suddenly got up and placed all the toys in a line across the yard. Then she picked up a stick and went to the front of the line. She began humming what sounded like a marching band tune, then started marching around like she was leading a parade. After a few minutes of that, she decided to go play in the flower bed and talk to the daffodils and other flowers as her heroine, Alice, had done in Wonderland.
Diana shook her head in amazement. “That girl of yours sure has quite an imagination.”
“Yes, she does,” said Alice. “She certainly seems to march to the beat of a different drum.”
They watched her for a few more minutes, then decided to go back inside and let her play for a while.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “march”: