Do you like cucumbers? Whenever I am at the wet market, I am always on the lookout for cucumbers; there are lots of varieties, and they sometimes even differ in taste from one another. I like cucumbers, and I am also like a cucumber. If I represented myself using a fruit or vegetable, I would choose the cucumber because it can describe who I am with its distinct layers. The skin is like my outer personality because I am mainly rigid, slightly stubborn, sometimes hard to convince and tend to understand and think about things in my own way, like the cucumber skin’s peeling, which is only occasionally needed, referencing that I am sometimes hard to convince. The skin is also quite rough, representing how I can be hard to communicate with. Moving inwards, the middle fleshy layer of the cucumber is hard and references what I do, as I often think about my own things and stay within my mind (under the skin), like this particular part of the cucumber, which is only sometimes exposed to the outside, since people eat it with skin. In the centre, the soft seeds are like my inner/core personality because on the inside, I am soft-hearted and kind, like the seeds’ soft texture. Also, the seeds being stuck to the other parts references how people often don’t see this as one of my attributes, because it’s covered by my stubbornness. The cucumber’s mainly green colour is linked to my love towards nature and green is able to describe that. Because of these relations, cucumbers are capable of representing me in many ways. Another funny connection is that I actually like to eat cucumbers, yet simultaneous in some aspects are very similar to it. Also, some people think of cucumbers as highly edible, and often chop it up before eating it-alive. But anyway, I don’t really mind that, but I am not always very reliable, and don’t prefer violence. So, what do you think about cucumbers now? If you represented yourself using a fruit or vegetable, what would that be? Hope you have fun comparing different ones and finding similarities between yourself and a fruit/vegetable, or even fruit/vegetable to fruit/vegetable!
Stone Soup Magazine for young readers, writers, and artists
Fighter, a poem by Olivia Wang, 10
Olivia Wang, 10Atlanta, GA Fighter Olivia Wang, 10 The bright sun rays fade, The monster comes to infect. Like the air before a storm, Turbulent in its silence. The darkness comes to raid, The healthcare fighters come to protect. No sound comes alive, Nor looks or their shadows. No hints, or clues, That something would happen tonight. The evil shadow counts: Three, two, one, ready or not, here I come! Each person hidden away, Watching every step, hearing every sound, Forcing themselves to stay. One gets infected, Then two, Then five, One hundred, one thousand. Monsters smiling with glee, The monsters are invisible, their whispers kept secret, Infecting everyone and everything, Until they darken all the streets. The world shall not be overcome, By all the corners of the earth, The monsters shall continue to attack, Creeping up to each and every one. The saviors shall continue to fight, Till the monsters have been destroyed.
Daily Creativity #94: Write about Yourself in the Future
Write about your future. What will a typical day be like for your adult self? Will you still live near where you live now? Will you have the same friends? What will your family be like? What will you be doing?