…means no worries, from the Disney Classic The Lion King.
M and I surprised our daughter last week by giving her the DVD copy of The Lion King. It’s a kid-friendly movie with lots of singing. I am sure she would love it just as she adores Ariel of the Little Mermaid.
So we played the DVD and she danced and echoed the last words of the lines of Simba in “I can’t wait to be King”. Everything was fine…until the scene where King Mufasa, adorable Simba’s dad was betrayed and killed by his own brother, Scar. In the screen, little Simba screamed as he saw his father fall onto the stampede.
Meanwhile, in our living room, two serious eyes fixed its gaze into the computer screen without batting an eyelash.
Next, Simba tried to move his dad without response. Daddy lion is dead and little Simba was crying — only, he was not alone!! When I looked at my daughter, there were tears streaming her eyes and she started sobbing.
It was heartbreaking to see her suffer like Simba so we agreed to pause the show and conforted her. My daughter hugged me tightly and told me “No die, mama, no die!!” Of course she meant that I should not be dead soon.
We eventually finished the movie so she will know that in the end, the good will triumph over the bad. She regained her composure but we decided it’s not yet time to let her see an emotional movie. It’s not all hakuna matata. There is the worry that she will cry again.
Honestly I did not expect this kind of reaction. I am sad that she has to cry but also quite happy that she understands the language of love relayed in the movie.
Impact of the movie? Now, M and I get lots of hugs and kisses than ever before.