Different Is So Underrated
He danced wildly. Jiving, jitterbugging, jumping- admittedly at the bus stop! He sang to music in his head, while his hips swayed in a grocery queue. Deeply, he inhaled the flowers- the roses made him giddy, the irises set his soul alight and the gladioli made him dream- by the Masters in the Tate Museum. His conversations were loud, forceful, emotional; he enjoyed speaking to himself in the library.
“Why be ordinary, when you can be extraordinary! Be different.”
Swimming underwater, he plummeted, fluttered, kicked, glided, and undulated. Accelerating upwards, he flicked the ball into the football goal.
Different!
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This is a really cute story, Margarida. I think, unless I’m mistaken, that you may have a typo. I think ‘gladiolas’ should be either ‘gladiolus’ singular or ‘gladioli’ plural. Good job 🙂
Thank you for spotting that gladiola/gladiolus in the plural is gladiolus and gladioli. Apparently it can also be gladioluses. The English language is so complex!
Love this story! ‘Be different’ is something I’ve always taught my kids. I’ll be sure to get the teenagers to read this when they get home from school. Great work!
Melissa, I would be truly honoured if your children read my drabble. It is so much more interesting to be different than to blend in.
They loved the story, I wanted to pass that on.
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Hello, Margarida. You made my day when you say, “Why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary! Be different.” That makes sense! That message is great for everyone. Good job.
Thank you Lotchie, for realizing there was an adage in my writing.For me to blend in would be so bland; much better to be unique.
You are welcome, Margarida. Yes, that’s correct.