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- Dichotomy
- Shoes
- Grasshopper
- Airplane
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It all started when the female grasshopper was visiting King Street. She was resting on a bush midway through Old Town when her eyes fell on a gorgeous pair of miniature red shoes hanging from the window of a shoemaker shop. She couldn't resist; she went inside and asked the shopkeeper if that particular ornament was for sale. He said no and was firm about it. The grasshopper offered all kinds of services in exchange, to no avail. She was so sad that she went to find her best friend and told him all about it. He tried to reason with her by reminding her that shoes are for humans, i.e. the enemy that keeps on killing their species. She said she understood after hours of conversation, but it was just to shut him up. She had dreams no grasshopper would grasp.
She felt alone and restless; she went on hopping aimlessly and ended up at Reagan National Airport. She felt better seeing how much trouble people who wore shoes had to undergo in order to fly. After thorough reflection, she went back to her friend and told him how she now felt pity for humans and yet still wished she could wear heels. It was a dichotomy her friend couldn't quite fathom. He booked her an appointment with a psychologist.
- Dichotomy
- Shoes
- Grasshopper
- Airplane
Hope you enjoy!
It all started when the female grasshopper was visiting King Street. She was resting on a bush midway through Old Town when her eyes fell on a gorgeous pair of miniature red shoes hanging from the window of a shoemaker shop. She couldn't resist; she went inside and asked the shopkeeper if that particular ornament was for sale. He said no and was firm about it. The grasshopper offered all kinds of services in exchange, to no avail. She was so sad that she went to find her best friend and told him all about it. He tried to reason with her by reminding her that shoes are for humans, i.e. the enemy that keeps on killing their species. She said she understood after hours of conversation, but it was just to shut him up. She had dreams no grasshopper would grasp.
She felt alone and restless; she went on hopping aimlessly and ended up at Reagan National Airport. She felt better seeing how much trouble people who wore shoes had to undergo in order to fly. After thorough reflection, she went back to her friend and told him how she now felt pity for humans and yet still wished she could wear heels. It was a dichotomy her friend couldn't quite fathom. He booked her an appointment with a psychologist.
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