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Bucket Vs.Salt

"Cheer up Charlie" sang Charlie Bucket's poor and disheveled mother. Viewers wept with him and rooted for the impecunious Bucket family in "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory." The weak grandparents laid in bed holding onto hope that Charlie would win the prestigious golden ticket.

As it turned out for Charlie, his generosity put out the fiery competition. Augustus Gloop, Mike Teevee, and Violet Beauregarde succumbed to temptation. Who could forget bitter and greedy Veruca Salt? When all the sugary dust settled, Mr. Wonka made Charlie sole owner of the factory. Credits rolled as bottled up fuzzy warm feelings exploded like syrupy fizzy soda.

Veruca was a snotty and priveldged young lady. Most of the film was Veruca shrieking at her defeated father and making outrageous requests. I am yet to fully comprehend what exactly a bean feast is. I can relate to Charlie and even sympathize a bit with their plights.

Charlie Bucket was poverty stricken and I identify with growing up with little to eat. My large family ate food that could be compared to gruel. I wished my family would win a huge lottery so that we could move out of our crowded and dirty duplex. As an older girl, it was my responsibility to tend to the younger children and help my mom. There was a candy store in my neighborhood to buy cheap treats. His politeness and sincerity were noble.

Veruca Salt lived the life of luxary. Her father had a staff of workers unwrapping candy bars and wasting perfectly delicious cholocate. Her clothes were pretty and held her daddy in the palm of her bony hand. The aspect of her that I admire is her assertivenss and eagerness to make things happen. Somehow the determination was weighed down with the greed. Her journey went askewed and she was labeled a bad egg.

Charlie's grandpa riled him up by saying he deserved the golden ticket "because he wanted it more." However, didn't all the children want it equally the same, albeit for different agendas? Certainly the 'stage' parents were bad influences. Even saintly Grandpa Joe talked Charlie into goofing around in the bubble room.

At times I can act restive and irritiable like Ms. Salt. I feel compelled to retrieve my own damn golden ticket. I have waited and worked hard my whole life. I just want a win. On more than one occasion I have been hushed with a "You need to learn some patience." However, behind the towering shawdow of impatience is fear. I'm scared of turning gluttonous and lazy. Most of all, I don't want to be seadated from accomplishing my goals.

It has been said patience is a virtue. A high level of goodness human beings should attain. My short stature doesn't allow me to reach that far up. Similar to the character of Charlie, I also am the bearer of a heart of gold. The reality is an imperfect world I dwell in with cracks in sidewalks and crooked smiles. Within me is a Bucket and Salt.

I ponder what happened a decade after the glass elevator burst through the windows of the factory. I would like to assume Charlie and Veruca matured into adults there was a sudden spark of attraction. Veruca pushed Charlie to have some assertivenss and he taught her kindness. They were wed in a lavish ceremony complete with cream buns and doughnuts and fruitcake with no nuts. Also served was gourmet gruel for the Bucket side of the family. Veruca wore her chocolately brown hair in long braids per her request. Charlie wore one of this grandfathers jacket. Willy Wonka himself officated. The couple drifted down the cholocate river with bells ringing and tears of happiness flowing.

Charlie hired Slugsworth to manage the factory while he and Veruca settled down in a modest home in the outskirts of town. A short time later they had their own Bucket/Salt. The blissful couple welcomed a daughter, Joesphina (after his grandpa Joe). Joesphina was a mixture of sour and sweet. She was at times even tempured but her anger would get the better of her. The steam from her ears was hot enough to melt wax. Ironically she was sweet to those less fortunate then her. Like any normal person, she had sincereity but also a pinch of salty assertivness to pave her way to what she wanted.


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