Random Short 1

Apr 05, 2008 - 10:13 AM PST

My friens asked me to tell him a story and this was the result.

A child questions all that is around, looking for that thing. The thing that the child lost: the thing that brings the child joy. Looking under rock and tree, ice and wind the child searches all day, until bed time then the child sleeps, then all day the next day. After breakfast and before lunch, then after lunch and before dinner, then after dinner until bed time again. This pattern continues until the child grows.

As a teenager the searching slows as society forces schooling. The teenager still looks under rock and tree, but no longer has the time to search the ice and wind. The teenager looks while with friends and during the night now that bed time is relaxed. Again this is the pattern until the teenager grows.

As an adult all is lost. There is no searching, because the adult must work, make a family, and live in a way that society claims is acceptable. The adult doesn't even look at the rock and tree, or ice and wind. The adult just looks with the blinders on. This is the pattern that takes over, until one day the adult does grow one last time.

The child is now one of the old and wise, remembering the search of the child, but unable to search as the child does. The old and wise instead tells of the search, of how the search changed over life and was forgotten for so long. Telling the children, that can continue the search, of the rocks and trees and how to look under both. Telling the children of the ice and wind and how the search through them. The children listen to the old and wise and choose to continue the search.

The pattern begins again.