Thursday, April 2, 2009

The snowglobe

So just before she leaves NYC, he gives her this beautiful snow globe. He smirks as she glows and laughs, practically shrieking with joy as she can now remember their amazing time in the city together, before they both go off to countries on the other sides of the globe. She beams as she holds the small snow globe, and after a dramatic embrace, he is gone, possibly forever? Or will they somehow meet again despite her being a poor sweatshop working and him returning to a country far away. 

But at least she will always have this beautiful snow globe of the city, to remind them of that flurry that picked up while they were walking down 5th Avenue. Soon she will be working in the sweatshops again, her hands going numb, her eyes blurred from endless days. Yes, after having won this trip from a candy bar wrapper, it will be back to the drugged out neighborhood and the thugs and the sign that hangs on her apartment "please don't rob us, they already took everything. But with this memento in her hand, reminding her of the joy she once had, she may just get by, even without running water, she may be able to have the force of will to simply endure another day. 

She walks up to airport security, they look at her with hesitation. 

"Ma'am, You can't take on snowglobes."

Her face falls.

"What? How? I..."

"Do you have documentation for that snowglobe?"

"Documen..tation? uh?"

"Nevermind, even WITH documentation, we simply cannot allow you to take a snowglobe onto the flight."

"But it's just a little one..." she says, holding up the tiny snowglobe with a NYC flurry. 

"Size doesn't matter," the worker says firmly, holding out his hand to take the globe.

"No!" she cries, tears streaming from her face, thoughts of enduring the rest of her life without this one bright spot. 

"Give me the globe. It does not matter how much, or how little, liquid is contained inside."

And it is back to the sweatshops for her, her gray, cold, difficult life alone, with not even a memento to keep her heart warm. 

And he throws the snowglobe into a pile. Happy Holidays. 

The End.

So I wrote that after reading this when checking the airport carry-on requirements. 

"Snow globes and like decorations regardless of size or amount of liquid inside, even with documentation." TSA website

And...they give you "documentation" when you purchase a snow globe? Apparently there have been many snow globe issues here.