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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Goth Butterfly

"Today we're going to have a little fun with colors" She grabbed a pile of papers from her bag and went about handing them out to her students.
"Today we're going to have a little fun with colors"

She grabbed a pile of papers from her bag and went about handing them out to her students. The assignment was simple: Add the colors of your choice to the butterfly outline you just received.

Vic reached into the front zipper of his backpack where he kept his crayons, and grabbed all that was left. It was one of those moments when you realize you've been putting something off for too long, and it is now too late to do anything about it: Vic had lost most of his crayons and hadn't asked for new ones, although he knew he should have.

Without a worry, he proceeded to planning the task at hand with the four colors he had, thinking he would just have to borrow any other color he might need from Alissa, his desk mate.

Vic had recently developed a tendency to lose things rather frequently, and after the first few times, his parents stopped taking the matter lightly. Faced with Vic's and their incapability to explain the incidents, they first secretly considered the possibility of a classmate having a knack for theft, until it started happening on the weekends as well. Reconciling the idea that their son's lack of focus was at the heart of this series of losses with the fact that he was considered brilliant by all his teachers was simply hard. Inevitably, they decided to toughen their tone regarding this issue, thinking it would make him pay more attention.

Instead, Vic just stopped telling them about it, and lied to his parents as best he could to cover up for whatever it was he lost, which got him in trouble in school, in turn making his parents even madder at him.

And there he was, happily coloring his butterfly with the four crayons he had left. When the teacher signaled that time was up, he took a quick glance around the room, and was relieved to notice that his butterfly was quite unique.

The teacher collected all the papers again, and started spreading them out across the board for all students to see.
"Oh my ... would you look at that", she said, as she paused for a moment. "Who did this one ?"
Immediately recognizing his masterpiece, Vic proudly raised his hand, smile at the ready, waiting to be lauded.
"Look at the other butterflies, Vic, what do you see ? Yellow, Red, Orange, Pink...", she continued. "Yours is Purple, Blue, Cyan and Black. I wouldn't show it to anyone if I were you."


July 6, 2009 at 10:51 PM Liliane

I like the colors! she has a sucky taste that teacher. no wonder kids develop complexes..

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