prof. mobius → assistant principal at an academy for supernatural young people. loves working with kids. loves this school. loves his job.
loki → guy who graduated from that academy, absolutely despised it, but is back because of magical community service. (he stole something very dangerous it’s not important shhh.) thinks this punishment is bogus. hates most people. likes smart kids who know better than to follow rules. walks in and thinks: who is the boring exhausting fellow with a clipboard and ever-present smile what do you mean he’s in charge of my community service i do not like him and i especially do not think he’s charming and warm
(walking to study hall)
mobius: I figure you could get most of your service hours done with our frequent suspensions group.
loki: (scoffs) now there’s a phrase I’ve not heard in years. how are bridge’s noble band of delinquents doing these days?
mobius: oh, they’re very smart. just like I’m sure you were.
loki: how apt it is to punish the only students intelligent enough see through these arbitrary parameters placed upon them. squash out their individuality and power now to prepare them for the real world. splendid.
mobius: actually, Mr. Laufeyson, I think this academy is all about helping students master their powers in a purposeful and responsible way. Not a lot of squashing going on around these parts.
loki: then things have changed.
mobius: you’ll like them, you guys can engage in some verbal sparring and then maybe some physical sparring if you’re lucky. they’re all tired of losing to me
loki: losing? (stopping) what are your abilities?
mobius: oh me? i don’t have any.
loki: wait what
mobius: ope, it’s this classroom right here
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What does yellow mean?
Is it only for the sun
Is it happyness
Is it only for things
Yellow for me means
and thus in a cosmic perspective
I am precious.
I see yellow painted
in poetries and prose;
and if I may ask, is there such a thing
as a yellow rose?
Yellow are the mornings
that break me into a thousand laughters;
Yellow are my best friends
I dance in love.
Yellow are the children
with imaginations that touch the sky;
Yellow are the soft souls
who soothes broken wings to fly.
If you’ve found your yellow,
then you’re the luckiest being;
Can’t you see the stars tonight?
Yellow is the loveliest feeling.
Juansen Ryne Dizon, A yellow poem
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And when we speak we are afraid
our words will not be heard
but when we are silent
we are still afraid.
So it is better to speak
we were never meant to survive.
Audre Lorde (1934-1992) American writer, feminist, civil rights activist
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