Monday, August 27, 2012

Blue

Blue is my favourite colour. According to Wikipedia it’s the colour most people choose as their favourite colour. Maybe because it’s the colour of the sky.

I love to lie on my back and look into the sky. I have the feeling the longer you look the bigger the sky gets. Somehow this makes your heart get bigger, too. The older I become, the more my eyes hurt when I look at the sky. Seems I was made to live in the dark and this becomes more prominent as I’m getting older.
As a child looking into the sky didn’t hurt my eyes. But then again… I spent countless minutes looking straight at the sun with my eyes wide open, waiting for everything to turn orange and then yellow until my whole head seemed to be filled with light. Today I know good children don’t look directly into the sun as it’s bad for the eyes. It seems, I wasn’t a good child then.

Well, how can anyone be good without instructions? I was often scolded and beaten for being so “insolent”. It’s really tiring to get beaten and yelled at a lot, so one day I neared my father, who was sitting on the couch (as usual) and told him, I wanted to ask him something and begged him not to get angry at me. I asked him “What does “insolent” actually mean? Why do you all get angry at me? What did I do then?” He seemed very surprised. He couldn’t give me an answer though. I didn’t understand, what I did always wrong and he couldn’t explain it to me. Of course this talk didn’t help to improve the situation. I was 5.

I still like blue. Especially in the sky and blue flowers. But I came to like red a lot, too. More about red tomorrow.

This post is part of a week of colours. The idea came from Francesca. It's a great idea and it brought me back into the game!

8 comments:

  1. "He couldn’t give me an answer though"

    They were and we are not as good as we should be,could be....adults I mean.

    Welcome back to the game ;)

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    1. Thank you, I'm glad to be back. :-)

      Yeah, I know. I'll never be as good as I should be. Coulda, shoulda, woulda... it's best to stop thinking this way. :-) But damn. As a child, those things were confusing to say the least.

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  2. I love the color blue too.
    I remember getting into trouble a lot too when I was younger and I don't ever remember being told what I was in trouble for. Now as a parent I make it a point to explain to my kids when they get into trouble why it is that they are being scolded.
    I guess we live and we learn.

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    1. Blue is great! :-D
      Well, that's a hope that we learn. But try to explain something as abstract as "insolent" to a 5-year-old. I tried and failed. But maybe I still don't know what it actually means. ;-)

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  3. This is a very nice piece of writing Michelle, though sad - I didn't expect at all the turn it took. Thanks for joining in!

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    1. Oh thank you! Well yeah, it's sad... but that's how it was.
      Thank you for this great idea! :-D

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  4. Whenever I laid on my back looking into the sky, I always felt like the world was upside down and I'm going to fall into the sky. I don't think that would be fun at all. How far up into the sky could I go before I die from oxygen deprivation?

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    1. Hmmm, I don't think you could go very far. Mountain climbers have to use extra oxygen, I read somewhere.
      BUT the longer you fall, the faster you fall, so even if there would be enough oxygen, you couldn't breathe it. Possibly you'd die out of fear anyway. I hope this answers your question. :-)
      I like weird people.

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