The Square
Once there was a square, a simple
white square living in a peaceful world surrounded by the same color of white
as it was. This world it lived in didn’t look like much and in fact it wasn’t
much at all, but for the little square it was home. Everything in this square’s
world was white, the trees, the roads, everything. It was almost as if a group
called Eiffel 65 had done a rendition of there most famous song and included
the square and its world in it. Aside from living in an all-white world the
square was happy all was peaceful and there was never anything for it or anyone
else to fear in this world. However, despite the peace and tranquility that
existed in this world the square had one wish; he wanted there to be more
colors.
Sure the square liked living in a
world where white was the only color around but it had gotten old and also
rather boring. “I wish I had more colors to interact with,” said the square.
“Living in this world is fine, but I’ve lived in this world all my life and I
just know that there are other colors for me to enjoy.” Yes the square did know
of other colors but he didn’t know how to get the other colors into this world.
“Surely there must be other worlds that are dominated by one color,” he
thought. “Unfortunately I don’t have proof that these worlds exist and I also
don’t have a spaceship.” The truth of these realities made the square sad and
later that night as he was in bed he saw a shooting star and made a wish on it
and he said: “I wish there was at least another color in this world, otherwise
paint the world black. It’s truly a dark world when no other colors are
around.” He said this while looking at the star and after having said this he
watched the star continue to zoom on the night’s white sky.
He woke up the next morning
refreshed and still unhappy about the world’s lack of color other than white.
He was hopeful that his wish would work in some way. Once he was all ready to
go for the day he left his house and met up with his buddy James.
“Hey James, did you see the shooting
star last night?”
“I sure did man,” replied James,
“what did you wish for?”
“More colors,” replied the square,
“how about you?”
James
didn’t respond; he was shocked to hear that the square had wished for more
colors.
“Dude!” he exclaimed, “What in the
world did you do that for?”
“Living in an all-white world has
become boring for me,” replied the square.
James
was flabbergasted. He truly did not know how to respond. He just stood there
with his mouth agape and so wide open that flies could come right in and have a
rest.
Suddenly
a black dot appeared.
“Look out!” cried James.
The
dot landed on the lower part of the square and soon more black dots appeared
and landed on him including a large one that was coming right for his forehead.
“It’s like I’m being attacked here,”
cried the square, “Help me out James!”
James
tried to help his friend, but just as he was about to do so a big orange dot
smacked into him and covered his whole body.
“We’re under attack!” cried James,
“Everybody, duck and cover!”
Everyone
around did as James had ordered as more dots that were black, purple, blue,
red, yellow, green, orange, brown, and gray pelted the once peaceful world.
When it was over everyone was in a
daze. They were still shaking violently over the attack that had just happened.
“Why is the sky blue?” a woman
asked.
“And why are the sidewalks and the
roads gray?” asked a man.
James
and the square looked around. The world that they lived in was now full of
colors and various shades colors to boot.
“I can’t believe it,” exclaimed the
square, “my wish came true!”
“This was your wish?” James asked
him, “dude I’m orange for Pete’s sake!”
“It’s actually not a bad look on you
man,” replied the square half-jokingly.
“Well my car better not be orange,
or yellow for that matter.” James was fuming over the thought.
“You’re quite right,” interjected a
man who sounded a bit like Bernard Fox, “Orange
and yellow are awful on the current cars.”
“How would you know?” asked James.
“My dear fellow, I’ve seen pictures
and those colors do not look good.”
“Thanks for warning me,” replied
James.
The
square looked around. Everyone was starting to come to grips with what was now
a more colorful world; they were even enjoying themselves.
“I’ve got to say James,” remarked
the square, “Everyone seems to be enjoying the world now more than they ever
did.”
“Indeed,” replied James. “I’m
starting to like being orange myself; and to think you’re earlier statement
flabbergasted me.”
“This is so much better,” said the
square.
“You said it man. Being in a
monochrome world is truly boring,” replied James.
“Now let’s just hope your car isn’t
orange,” said the square jokingly.
“I'm shuddering just thinking about
it,” replied James.
“Don’t worry about it man, you’ve
seen the light,” replied the square.
“Literally,” replied a chuckling James.
The
two friends continued to laugh as they walked along marveling this new colorful
world. Everything was truly great and still remained peaceful despite the new
colors.
