Memories

05/05/2023 Nilson Lattari

Names are interesting representations, especially when they remind us of something lost in our childhood memories or of something that happened in our youth. Popcorn, e.g., has a connection with our childhood.
We feel this connection when we are adults and that smell spreads through the air in cinemas and circuses, or events in the streets. Popcorn is sold in strategic places like bus stops when we are hungry and going back home. We can feel that smell that reminds us how pleasant it was. And chewing those white pieces, our mouths fill with those eternal memories. The small heated package full of white pieces pouring out from it and a lot of them falling on the pavements.
Another memory is the convertible car. It reminds us of rebel times and a place full of girls going to the beach, and symbolizing that joy was in the air. It was connected with teenagers without responsibility. Convertible cars with the open top were the dream of each boy. Maybe, some of these boys had the opportunity to buy some of them when they became adults. It would be a kind of status quo, a way to go back to the past and these adults become young guys again, although their white hair flowing with the wind. Convertible cars were amazing, magic, like a flying carpet, and made a difference.
But I have my special name. A name that reminds me, I don’t know the reason, of something sweet and special, principally because it is connected with women.
It is a French name – Demoiselle – that’s the thing! Demoiselle, a young woman, I don’t know whether its intonation or it is connected with the French language, a culture that reminds me of romantic and erotic times. Demoiselle brings to mine something sweet like candies or the way that it sounds to me. Demoiselle sounds affectation, but not only a reference to young women. However, it’s an amazing connection with a beautiful and pretty girl.
– Mademoiselle, mademoiselle.
I was surprised by the origin of this name. It came from Greek people and their culture. It came from Demosthenes and means girl. At weddings, it performs the close friend of the bride. It is something connected with butterflies and there is nothing better than that because it represents youth times. It is in the picture that performs freedom. A young woman with her breasts exposed like a Demoiselle leading rebel people looking for their redemption.
By the way, Demoiselle was the name of one of Santos Dumont’s experiments that flow around the Tower Eiffel in Paris. He called one of his planes Demoiselle because, I suppose, he considered his experiment a lover. In the end, there was only him and her in the air flying over Paris at the beginning of the Twentieth Century.
Sometimes, I waste my time admiring girls that pass like demoiselles from my window. I can see them, always beautiful, spreading their youth for all like Demoiselles.