“Pollyanna” just might be the best feel-good movie of all time. If not, it is dang close. I just loved Haley Mills’s cute little accent, the super-cool 60s chic outfits she got “now that she is a Harrington,” Aunt Polly’s hair when it was down, and that huge slice of cake Pollyanna got at the county jamboree.
My sister even sang “Amewica da Butaful” in a pageant when she was four, with the same solemn stare and stiff back as Pollyanna, not forgetting to take that little step forward as she repeated the first verse.
My whole family was hooked!
I teared up every time Dr. Chilton walked, a defeated Pollyanna scooped in his arms, towards the group of people cheering for her swift recovery. Heck, I am tearing up now thinking of it!
The thing that has stuck with me through the years, though, isn’t the cute, although somewhat predictable plot, the beautiful cast of characters, or even (once again) Pollyanna’s new wardrobe, but her favorite game. Can you remember what it is?
If you said “The Glad Game,” then good for you!
I don’t exactly remember when I adopted, aka “stole,” Pollyanna’s game and made it my own. For as long as I can remember I’ve been playing. It was there in Jr. High when I didn’t make 7th grade cheerleader. Then in High School when my oooh-to-recent ex-boyfriend told me a girl he dated was pregnant and he was getting married. I played the game in college, so much in fact, that the LU Athletics Department where I worked had a bulletin board dedicated to the game.
On my first road trip when I went to work for Disney Emily and I created a modified version, which I can’t really share with you here. Let’s just say, we were really tired, really hungry, really stressed, and really lost – for almost 22 hours! We added an adjective to the name “The …. Glad Game!” But, you know what? It worked and we were laughing within minutes!
Peppe and I played every time one of us had to get on a plane. It was usually a tearful rendition, but the game all the same! You can even be silly with it if you want, like we did.
Me: (sniff, sniff) “I’m glad you came to Texas.”
Him: “I’m glad I get to eat airplane food on my way home.”
Me: “I’m glad I don’t have to.”
Him: “I’m glad I’m going to see you in a few months.”
But, it really does work. Trust me.
One thing I have noticed lately, though, is the lack of The Glad Game in my life. It has crossed my mind occasionally this past year, but I haven’t even tried to play.
I wonder why?
On first glance one could think it is because I’ve lost some of that childlike innocence, although I pray that isn’t the case.
Someone else might think it is because, negativity being easier to accept than positivity, that I have abandoned the cause. This, I also hope, isn’t true.
Thus, I have one reasonable explanation remaining. Maybe…just maybe…I don’t need the game…at least not as much as I once did. Maybe things overall are going so well for me that I AM GLAD – and I don’t have to play the game and pretend.
*Let’s test it*
I am sad because I miss my family…
But, I am GLAD we can pay 10 Euro a month for unlimited calls to US land lines.
Nah – it still works!
So, there is only one thing to do. I gotta Get Game!
I found a blog today that just might help me do that. Yours Truly B of Daily Gratefulness has a great thing going on at her blog. She and a friend list five things every day to be grateful for. That’s gotta be a cousin to The Glad Game, right?
So, in my genuine attempt to get back The Glad, here are five things
I am Glad Of and/or Grateful For:
- The sun was shining today
- Peppe made a delicious pasta for lunch
- I spent time planning my wedding
- I found Yours Truly B’s blog and
- I remembered Pollyanna
What about you?