A Dove’s relationship

Jennifer Haywood
5th hour C.P.


In ancient times there lived a woman named Evelyn but everyone called her Eve. She lived in a large stone castle over looking a wide green forest. Everyday when the sun would set a female dove would sit on her window pane and keep her company. The dove was sleek and slender. She had the best voice in the entire kingdom. In fact, many of the male dove’s would fly from hundred’s of miles just to see her. Eve grew very fond of this dove and named the dove Belle because their sounds were similar.
Eve admired the dove. When ever Eve had suitors come to call, she would get so excited that the suitors would soon run for the hills. Belle had many callers but no matter what they sang to her she never spoke a word. Her only emotion was flirtation. She would bat her eyelashes and coo softly, but no matter how hard the male doves tried they couldn’t get Belle to speak. One male from across the sea heard of the now wide spread challenge to win Belle’s heart. When this handsome bird called to Eve’s window late one night Belle had a feeling this was a bird of a different feather. He was very polite and had a song that harmonized hers perfectly. By the next morning Belle knew everything about her new companion, but he knew nothing about her. He was so curious to just know her name that he asked her to marry him. Belle knew she would never get a chance like this again, so she softly sang, “I do.”
Wedding arrangements were made very quickly in ancient times and it wasn’t two days before the two love birds were married. Eve was Belle’s maid of honor. There were flowers everywhere and the two doves were released as soon as the preacher pronounced them. It had taken a little while for Belle’s left wing band to come in, so the ring was not present for the wedding. When Belle’s husband finally presented her with the ring she spoke her first words to him.
In a high pitched nasally voice she said, “I thought you were from a wealthy family?! This is so plain! Where is the pizzazz?!”
Her husband was shocked to her the voice of his beloved. Where had his sweet song bird gone? For the next ten years Belle’s husband heard constant complaining accompanied by a horrible voice. After their wedding he never heard her lovely song again. He was a strong dove, though, and stuck by Belle. In ancient times there was no such thing as divorce, but Belle’s husband regretted marrying her everyday.
He once said, “The only good thing that came from my marriage was my three children.”
Day in and Day out her nasally voice would nag him. Until one day she got the flu and lost her voice. Shortly after that Belle’s husband died a happy man…in silence.