Writing Prompt: Morphing
Language evolves.The meaning of a word can shift over time as we use it differently–think of “Cool”,”heavy”,or even ” literally”.Today give a word an evolutionary push: give a common word a new meaning,explain it to us ,and use it in the title of your post.
Morphing the word: “Color” or British spelling, “Colour”
Let me use the word color as the word, I’d like to give a push. I know you will say but we know that one already, I’ve tried to think of other words, but they’re not any different,they are morphed into shreds, so my thought is to see if I can really do something with it.
Sally and Sangita were two best friends. They met each other in kindergarten, one day Sally’s mom visited their school,apparently Sally forgot to take her lunch for school, her mom was worried she took her daughter’s lunch on her way to work. She parked her car in the parking lot, and went in to her daughters classroom, she noticed her daughter was busy doing her work, sitting beside her kid was Sangita. She raised her hand to get Sally’s attention who was busy showing something to her friend. Sangita noticed this lady didn’t know who she was but could see she was trying to get Sally’s attention, she gave her friend a gentle push and pointed to the lady waiting by the door. Sally was thrilled to see her mother, she asked her teacher’s permission to go and talk to her mother.
Mom looked a bit concerned, “what is it she asked her Mom?”
Mom was lost in her thoughts, Sally repeated her question, her mom looked perturbed, without further delay she questioned her daughter,”who is that colored girl sitting next to you?”
“Colored she repeated, her name is Sangita , it’s not Colored, mom, Sangita is her name.”
“Why did you think her name is colored, it’s such a weird name tell me mom she inquired.”
Mom was in serious trouble, how can she explain to her daughter why she called her Colored.
The following weeks were troublesome for the poor mom, she tried to tell her daughter a colorful story, the daughter wasn’t satisfied, this caused a lot of tension between the mom and daughter.
Mom had no choice but to explain, while she was making up another story her face turned purple, Sally noticed immediately,she exclaimed, “Mom your face is changed to a purple color, now I know why you called Sangita, Colored, perhaps her face was changing into all different colors and you thought her name is, Colored.”
Children are innocent by nature, it is we who confuse them by our behavior.
A really lovely story Ranu!
Thank you Rainee.
I found it interesting.
Thank you for creating and sharing this wonderful story of color/colour. Colors are vibrant. They can tell us things. We can also project them onto others.
All good wishes,
Thank you Robert.