Dear Hugo,
I felt your pain and defeat when
the Station Inspector yanked you at the last possible minute to reach the train
and escape (469). For everyone on the
train, nothing extraordinary had happened. They had simply pulled into the
station. But for Hugo, his entire world was ending (470-471). I felt all
hope draining as your adrenalin was coming down from the rush to catch the
train. I wished with all my being that you would have escaped, then the
inspector wouldn’t have had the chance to terrorize you or inflict you with more
agonizing pain on your injured arm (471). What if you hadn’t accidentally
dropped the ice and milk when you were eavesdropping (411)? What if Uncle
Claude hasn’t been found dead at the bottom of the river?
Hugo, if life hasn’t thrown you a
curve then you wouldn’t have had to be inflicted with emotional and physical
pain. Since you overcame most of the agonizing events in your life, especially
living alone, it would have been easier if you caught that train. Maybe you
would have had a better chance of escaping from that Station Inspector. The
nightmares you had of the Station Inspector catching you didn’t help I bet,
every time you fall asleep (316-317).
I was also in a similar situation
where I felt defeated and regret. Several days ago, I was running to catch up
with my bus, which I was afraid of missing it. I was wearing flat slippery
shoes. The asphalt on the sidewalk was grainy with the winter salt. I was in
front of a driveway that is slightly higher in a steep way that I fell on my
left hip first, followed by my left wrist. The pain was so crucial and
unbearable that, I only slept on my right side for the whole night. I guess I
was yanked to the floor as the Inspector yanked you of the train.
Hugo, for every seed of good we plant,
it grows big and outshines all the small bad deeds. Even though it was a hoppy
for you to fix and keep the clocks, it was your ticket out of jail (479).
Remember to follow your heart because it always points you to the right
direction. And remember to keep up the good work of fixing any little broken
mechanicals, let it be toys or city clocks.
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