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On the Steps of the Conservatory

On the Steps of the Conservatory

-- Cmon Hilda dont weep and tear your hair here where they can see you.
-- They dont want pregnant women in the Conservatory.
-- No it doesnt. How do I look?
-- You said you didnt tell them.
-- Do you really think so? Im not surprised.
-- Two and a half just about you can tell when I take my clothes off.
-- Guy named Robert.
-- Continue working on my études no matter what they say.
-- That too, frightful. He said he could not get me into the Conservatory because of my unimportance.
-- Well I suppose it was in part your espousal of the new spirit that counted against you.
-- You will never be admitted to the Conservatory.
-- They will never admit me to the Conservatory, I know that now.
-- Yes I have a warm nature very warm.
-- Well Maggie its a disappointment, I must admit that frankly.
-- I can wait all night. Here on the steps.
-- I could I suppose fill out another application, or several.
-- Youre not important, they told me.
-- I felt they knew.
-- Did you have a good time?
-- You didnt take your clothes off did you?
-- When they told me I got between the poles of my rickshaw and trotted heavily away.
-- I could smile back at the smiling faces of the swift, dangerous teachers.
-- Moot.
-- I guess Ill just have to go back to my house and clean up, take out the papers and the trash.
-- Yes. He does hanging walls out of scraps of fabric and twigs, very beautiful, and he does sand paintings and plays on whistles of various kinds, sometimes he chants, and he bangs on a drum, works in silver, and hes also a weaver, and he translates things from Coushatta into English and from English into Coushatta and hes also a crack shot and can bulldog steers and catch catfish on trotlines and ride bareback anhttps://read•99csw.comd make medicine out of common ingredients, aspirin mostly, and he sings and hes also an actor. Hes very talented.
-- And youre a veteran too, I should have thought that would have weighed in your favor.
-- Grain salads and large portions of choice meats.
-- The best students get their dinners sent up on trays.
-- Youre still pretty and attractive.
-- No I was wearing you know what the students wear. Jeans and a sarape. I carried a green book bag.
-- Is it wonderful in there Maggie?
-- Red, yellow, and green circles.
-- Thats not so bad!
-- Dont let it bother you, dont let it get you down.
-- Well Hilda there are other things in life.
-- Thats good to hear Im pleased you think that.
-- I wish you hadnt told me that.
-- Time heals everything.
-- Its said that they import a cook, on feast days.
-- I was a face on the other side of the glass.
-- When are you going to change yourself, change yourself into a loaf or a fish?
-- I stood on the terrace at the rear of the Conservatory and studied the flagstones reddened with the lifebloods of generations of Conservatory students. Standing there I reflected: Hilda will never be admitted to the Conservatory.
-- Once I thought I was to be admitted. There were encouraging letters.
-- Hot, rinse, spin dry.
-- But maybe theyre very shrewd psychologists and they could just look at my face and tell.
-- Im as gifted as they are, Im as gifted as some of them.
-- And warm youre warm youre very warm.
-- And probably flambeaux in little niches in the walls, right?
-- How do I look?
-- No it doesnt.
-- I read the Conservatory Circular and my name was not among those listed.
-- I like that!
-- Yes, I am still trying to get into the Conservatory, https://read.99csw.comalthough my chances are probably worse than ever.
-- My whole life depends on it.
-- I want to say my whole life depends on it. Something like that.
-- Do you feel great, being there? Do you feel wonderful?
-- No it doesnt show yet how many months are you?
-- Im just going to sit here Im not going to go away.
-- Things are not so bad, you can always do something else, I dont know what, cmon Hilda be reasonable.
-- Yes Maggie I suppose there are. None that I want.
-- Your distress is poignant to me.
-- Time heals everything.
-- Once I thought they were going to admit me to the Conservatory but now I know they will never admit me to the Conservatory.
-- I have to say it is. Yes. It is.
-- Werent you in the Peace Corps also years ago?
-- Christian imagery is taught at the Conservatory, also Islamic imagery and the imagery of Public Safety.
-- I didnt tell them, I lied about it.
-- Are they looking out of the windows?
-- Naw you wont youre just saying that.
-- Yes they are very particular about who they admit to the Conservatory. They will never admit you to the Conservatory.
-- Merit is always considered closely.
-- Yes, sometimes we paste things on the naked models -- clothes, mostly. Yes, sometimes we play our Conservatory violins, cellos, trumpets for the naked models, or sing to them, or correct their speech, as our deft fingers fly over the sketch pads. . .
-- Ill have the baby right here right on these steps.
-- Yes, we have naked models. No, the naked models are not emotionally meaningful to us.
-- Probably because Im a poor pregnant woman dont you think?
-- Thats admirable I think.
-- Thats an idea we get stacks of appeals, stacks and stacks.
-- Yes, it feels pretty good. Very ofte九-九-藏-書n there is, upon the tray, a rose.
-- Trotted heavily away in the direction of my house. My small, poor house.
-- Bread with drippings, and on feast days cake.
-- Cmon Hilda dont fret.
-- I feel like a dead person sitting in a chair.
-- Probably theyre looking out of the windows.
-- Fine. Great. Time heals everything Hilda.
-- Listen Hilda maybe you could be an Associate. We have this deal whereby you pay twelve bucks a year and that makes you an Associate. You get the Circular and have all the privileges of an Associate.
-- The Conservatory life is just as halcyon as you imagine it -- precisely so.
-- I guess that kidll be born one of these days, right?
-- In there?
-- Was there a fee?
-- Oh sweetie I am so sorry for you.
-- I want to say my whole life depends on it. Something like that.
-- I guess so. Those boogers are really gonna keep me out of there, you know that?
-- I will never be admitted to the Conservatory.
-- What are they?
-- I suppose I could file an appeal if theres anywhere to file an appeal to. If theres anywhere.
-- Well Goddammit I thought you were going to help me.
-- Well Maggie its, a blow nevertheless. I had to go back to my house.
-- Well then its hardly on that account that --
-- My whole life depends on it.
-- Well Maggie its a blow.
-- Its against the rules for Conservatory people to help non-Conservatory people you know that.
-- Cmon Hilda dont fret.
-- Oh boy I remember when it was flat, flat as the deck of something, a boat or a ship.
-- Yes. He asked where I had gotten my previous training and I told him.
-- Youre not important, they told me, just remember that, youre not important, whats so important about you? What?
-- I will never abjure the new spirit.
-- We got a Chttps://read.99csw•comoushatta Indian in there, real full-blooded Coushatta Indian.
-- Cmon Hilda dont fret.
-- I will completely croak if I dont get into the Conservatory, I promise you.
-- Thats all?
-- The great black ironwork doors of the Conservatory barred to you forever.
-- They have naked models too.
-- No it doesnt.
-- Yes, you have considerable of a belly on you now. I remember when it was flat, flat as a book.
-- Well I guess youre right.
-- You are not Conservatory material Im afraid. Thats the plain truth of it.
-- Why thats all right!
-- Theres always a fee. Pounds and pounds.
-- I will never get there. How do I look?
-- Jam-packed with études.
-- Well, I misled you. The naked models are emotionally meaningful to us.
-- Decisions made by a committee of ghosts. They drop black beans or white beans into a pot.
-- Okay. Not bad. Fine.
-- Youre not Conservatory material Im afraid. Only the best material is Conservatory material.
-- I guess they operate on some kind of principle of exclusivity. Keeping some people out while letting other people in.
-- Cmon Hilda dont be so single-minded, there are lots of other things you can do if you want.
-- Haw! haw! haw! haw!
-- Non-Conservatory people have their own lives. We Conservatory people dont have much to do with them but we are told they have their own lives.
-- Didnt they ask you?
-- Their minds are inflexible and rigid.
-- Im as good as some of those who rest now in the soft Conservatory beds.
-- Well Maggie its a blow.
-- Cut lip fat lip puffed lip split lip.
-- Oh it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
-- We got man naked models and woman naked models, harps, giant potted plants, and drapes. There are hierarchies, some people higher up and others lower down. These mingle, ihttps://read•99csw.comn the gorgeous light. We have lots of fun. Theres lots of green furniture you know with paint on it. Worn green paint. Gilt lines one-quarter inch from the edges. Worn gilt lines.
-- Yes I think so. What do you want to say?
-- The thing is not to let your spirit be conquered.
-- Okay. Ill help you. What do you want to say?
-- Ill sit with you. Ill help you formulate the words.
-- Yes he was a frightful lawyer.
-- Do you really think so? Im not surprised.
-- You get the Circular.
-- Well maybe therell be good news one of these days.
-- I could work with clay or paste things together.
-- Are they looking out of the windows?
-- We love them and sleep with them all the time -- before breakfast, after breakfast, during breakfast.
-- Oh God I remember when it was flat. Didnt we tear things up, though? I remember running around that town, and hiding in dark places, that was a great town and Im sorry we left it.
-- I was and drove ambulances too down in Nicaragua.
-- I guess that kidll be born after a while, right?
-- Lover?
-- I will die if I dont get into the Conservatory, die.
-- No they forgot to ask me and I didnt tell them.
-- My aspect as I departed most dignified and serene.
-- The affair ran the usual course. Fever, boredom, trapped.
-- Now we are grown, grown and proper.
-- Why thats rather neat!
-- They are?
-- Where although you entertain the foremost artists and intellectuals of your time you grow progressively more despondent and depressed.
-- We parted then I walking through the gorgeous Conservatory light into the foyer and then through the great black ironwork Conservatory doors.
-- The Conservatory is hostile to the new spirit, the new spirit is not liked there.
-- Yeah we got flambeaux. Whos the father?