The Eucalyptus Tree_Spring is Dear, Fools Do Not Remember!!_Not quite the same..._It's Not About
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The Eucalyptus Tree
"Ouch!" People were dancing and singing. Children were chasing each other and shouting. Dogs were chasing the children and barking. The band was belting out one of John Phillip Sousa's marches. The cacophony vibrated in my ears. It was painful.The park was decorated with flowers, balloons and ribbons. Why? It was the Spring Festival!It was surprisingly hot in Johannesburg, South Africa. I ambled over to the ice cream seller for a cooling cone.I looked up and up at an enormous tree that was sheltering a group of beer drinking revelers. The afternoon sun's rays peeked through the foliage. An aro...
Spring is Dear, Fools Do Not Remember!!
“The daylight savings is starting a little late this year" Anna mumbles into the receiver as she slides a folder into her drawer." Tell me about it," Noel replies giving off a smirk.Anna places her finger on her lips to hush him up, mouths " this is important" then waves him off to leave her office.Upon Noel's exit, she resumes back to the phone conversation." I will have to take a rain check," she pauses then continues " I have a board meeting that day and would be late coming in for your party."She knows this trick, she has witnessed it a couple of times and will not fall into the trap again...
Not quite the same...
I walked through the streets of New York. People rushing from place to place and bumping into each other. No one seemed to bump into me though. I was the odd one out no matter how hard I tried to fit in. Everyone stayed away from me and some even took pictures. I knew that I wasn’t human, but I didn’t mean any harm. I just wanted to fit in with them. I might look a bit different, but I enjoy watching humans rather than sitting in a lab. The humans stared at me. I could sense something in their eyes. I recognized it from the engineers eyes when I first stood up. Was it curiosity? Maybe. It fel...
It's Not About Me
It was this dwww.onedoor.ccay again. The alarm clock rang, two hours before his shift started. To put it mildly, it was early. Myles got up and got ready for the big day he had ahead. After a quick breakfast – if you can call two cookies and a few sips of coffee breakfast – he tossed his bag to his car and instead of hop into it himself, he went across the street to Mrs. Lang’s house. Because, again, it was this day again.He inspected the porch very carefully, trying to find any clue that would lead him to a practical prank made by a teenager. Having a closer look, he noticed a string attached to someth...