In the year 1942 the US army officials opened up ot the public about a new regiment within the army, the paratroopers, they were said to be the men who would be dropped behind enemy lines from a plane and only the bravest men would sign up to take p...
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"You don't have time to be timid. You must be bold and daring." — Lumière, Beauty and the Beast.
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Growing up Monique was without a father since the young age of 7, she had grown up quicker than any child around her and matured faster than any of her friends she made. When her father left her and her mother it was Monique who had to take on looking out for her mother and had to help raise money toward the bills with her siblings. Paper rounds was a job she often took up. A few neighbours would also chip in here and there as the kids would go round doing chores along the street.
Monique was one of 7 kids. Imagine a man leaving a single mother to raise 7 kids all on her own. Most of the siblings were older than Monique apart from the two younger siblings. Also they had much more normal names than her which she envied them for. With both her mother and father being some what French, she was half French and they wanted at least one child to have a French name so alas it had fallen upon her to have the french name. It pained her. Often other children would laugh at her name or poke fun at her and Monique wasn't easy at hiding her emotions.
Being that emotional was a curse to her, she hated it. When her older siblings found their own lives each time Monique cried for days when they left. They had grown up fighting together and supporting each other as a family. All of them helped to pay the bills. So when the first three left it had pained her deeply as it felt like the family was all leaving them behind.
When the letter came Moniques eyes had a light in them and her siblings had seen it, an idea was in her head. In her head she remembered reading it was around $50 more than the average soldiers pay due to the risk they were taking. There was some type of fight going on in her head, what if she never returned ? The pay would be for nothing. But they needed it. So when she thought of Shirley and James, the two youngest kids of the family, she was determined to fight in the war as a paratrooper.
Though she had to tell the neighnours she was away for business to get extra money for the family and asked for them to look out for the youngest siblings and her mother whilst she was gone. When the day came to get on that train Monique was torn and almost didnt leave.
"You have to go." Shirley looked at Monique with her green eyes. Tears pricked into Moniques eyes as she held her young sisters hands.
"I will miss you, all four of you." Moniques voice cracked before Shirley and James embraced her tightly before pushing her back toward the train.
"Now go Monny, they need you !" James told her with a warm small smile on his face.
With that she was on the train headed to Virginia.
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The quote is not me being racist, it will make sense later on.
