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Sometimes it’s for the best that we miss an opportunity. My mother had a chance to draw for Walt Disney when she was very young. When he died, his death hurt her so bad. Now that I am older, I can see God’s hidden reasons why my mother missed that opportunity. It was not meant to be.
I have heard wonderful things about Walt Disney as a child. I have never heard anything bad about the man Walt Elias Disney until years after high school, and my mother is resting in peace. On the internet, I have seen a documentary on a show titled “Secret Lives”. It told how Walt Disney treated the women that worked for him. Marie Beardsley (Disney Artist) said that in the big multi- million dollar studio in Burbank, everything was segregated and things got to big and impersonal. She thinks that’s where the trouble started. It was said in the documentary that women did the slave work. The women were treated terribly. The animation department was the men’s department. The women were just in the inking and painting department. They were kept in a room and didn’t get up. The women had tea break and back to work. The supervisors would stand behind them and watch how well they were inking. The women were timed on how fast they were painting. The supervisors did that to see if they were worth keeping. Some people got fired. Walt Disney was a controlling man and people called him Uncle Walt. Nobody crossed him. If they did, they got fired.
It was said that Walt Disney was prejudice. He did not like Jews and especially New York ones. If a person was too dark, they had to go.
When I heard about the bad side of Walt Disney, I could not believe my ears. When I read about Walt Disney, it’s always good things. I told myself, “What! No! Not the man that made Walt Disney! Not the man who made Mickey Mouse!”
My mother always said that you don’t know what is going on behind closed doors. As she got older, she could feel something about Disney that wasn’t quite right. My mother told me that she had lots of opportunities in life. She told me if they had happen, me and my brother might not would have been born. My mother said that she probably wouldn’t have gotten married. She might would have been a totally different person. I think all of the things my mother said is true. Her outcome in life might would have been different. Now, that she is resting in peace, I am beginning to see what she meant when she said that sometimes things happen for the best. It may be a blessing in disguise.
