Eng 101/ Narrative
Can You Take Me Higher?
“When dreaming, I’m guided to another world
Time and time again
At sunrise I fight to stay asleep
‘Cause I don’t want to leave the comfort of this place”
There comes a moment in one’s childhood when they are truly happy, and they know it. When that moment is over, it immediately becomes a blessed memory for the rest of that person’s life….
It is the summer of the last year of the last millennium, 1999. I have recently turned eight years old. It is a beautiful sunny day in the valley of southern California. On Saturday, everyone is driving with their boats, RVs, and outdoor toys attached to their trucks. They are all heading to the beach, the mountains, and the desert. However, my mom and I are headed elsewhere. Stater Bros., our local grocery store, is calling our names. We have arrived at a stoplight, stuck behind a great big Coca-Cola semi-truck. I am sure the driver does not even know that we are behind him, considering the fact that our small black Camaro with his truck is like a rollie-pollie on a sidewalk as he walks by as a human. The other vehicles are in the same boat as us, only to find themselves lost in a family of rolli-pollies. We are all headed in different directions on Temecula Parkway coming from and going towards Redhawk Circle. I turn on our radio as we sit in the heat without humidity. The perfect set of breezes are flowing through our windows, blowing our hair all around. I let mom choose the winning station as we wait in this traffic.
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“103.3 The ROCK it is, Shelby!” exclaimed her sweet happy voice. The dj’s had just put on her favorite song by Creed, “Can You Take Me Higher?”
“Oh yeah! This is my song! Listen carefully to Stapp and myself, now, Shelby,” she states and then smirks with confidence that I will love this song just as much as she does.
She began to let her voice carry with Scott Stapp’s to form the song into one of those heart pounding duo’s that just gives you goosebumps of joy and shock and excitement. His voice, so manly and strong from deep inside. And her voice, pure and feminine with a rocker feel to it. This powerful female voice came out of someone that looks so sweet and innocent. So petite of a figure. She is wearing no make-up, her dirty blonde hair is air dried naturally, long and wavy. Her golden skin is glowing in the sun that is showing off her beachy California tan. She decided to just throw on a pair of old worn down jean shorts, probably from the late 80s or 90s, a slightly destroyed Budweiser t-shirt, and a pair of every-day flip flops. As she turned to me with those happy blue eyes to sing the chorus to me, I felt the connection she had with the lyrics.
“Can you take me higher?
To a place where blind men sing
Can you take me higher?
To a place with golden streets”
Those lyrics pouring out of her mouth are so honest and pure. She wants me to know what she feels: her kids, my brother, my sister, and myself, make her life worth living, even though she might be wanting the world to change. We are her dreams, and we are the love that is replacing all of her hate. We are her escape. At this point, I cannot help but to feel bliss. The song is over now, and I will forever remember the words she just sang out to me.
“I love you, too, mom,” is all I could seem to let out. She smiled with love.
My mom passed away on her 35th birthday on December 12, 2000 of melanoma skin cancer. She is now safe in those dreams she always had. It is my turn now to make my own dreams and live for them the way she did.
“So let’s go there
Let’s make our escape
Come on, let’s go there
Let’s ask can we stay?”