I was worried, but nonetheless excited to learn. We began by learning about animals. My teacher asked students what their favorite animal was and when it was my turn I said “Pink Flamingo”
The teacher began screaming and sent me to the principals office. “Why are you here son”, he asked. I told him how we sharing our favorite animals with the class and I said “Pink Flamingo”.
He immediately suspended me and sent me home. I ran into my house crying into my moms arms. “What’s wrong”, she asked. “Shouldn’t you be at school?”
“I just told them my favorite animal was a pink flamingo!” I cried. My own mother kicked me out of the house on the spot So my 5 year old self wandered the streets begging for food.
It’s been 15 years since then now and I still can’t get a job. Every time my interviewer asks why I’m on the streets, I tell them the story and they kick me out.
One day a police officer finds me on the street and says, “Hey, if you don’t mind me asking, why are you living on the street.” I tell the story again.
“I told them my favorite animal was a Pink Flamingo and my life has gone to hell ever since then.” “Yeah so what? What does a Pink Flamingo have to do with anything?” He said.
“I have no idea, everyone’s always hated me for it though.” The police officer went across the street to the library to find an answer.
After hours and hours of research, the police officer finds the answer. Excited to tell me, he runs across the street.
A car comes out of nowhere and kills him. Moral of the story is, look both ways before you cross the street.