My life is pretty boring. I am a small thing, and I don’t get out
much. Most of the time I am
sitting in a dark bag bucket full of my brethren, until I get taken out and
FINALLY, I get to FLYYYYY. As I
sit upon my little peg, I am full of glee that now it is my turn to soar through the air. I take a deep breath and WOOOSH. Here I go! I get so high in the air, but I hear shouts
behind me “Go right, go right, settle, settle, GO RIGHT, DAMMIT.” I don’t know what he’s so upset about;
I thought I went pretty far! As I
settle into my nice dark cubby of very tall grass, I spot a creature even
smaller than I.
He is a tiny thing with 6 legs but
is carrying an object almost twice his size upon his back. As he pauses to catch his breath, I
inquire as to what he is. “Why I
am an ant! And this here is a
potato chip!. I follow up with a
question of how he obtained such a large potato chip and the tale he tells is
one of heroics and bravery:
I was in line with all my brothers
and we were headed to a spot we knew well. There is a giant moving object that carries all kinds of
delicious snacks. It stops in the
same spot every day and hands out bags of these objects (points to potato chip
on his back). They are
delicious! Most of the time, the
light colored ape beings drop many pieces and my brothers and I stock up. This piece is especially large and I
won it from my older brother! Oh no, here he comes now. Don’t listen to a word he says!
I witnessed another ant approach,
and he seemed quite grumpy. He
began to shout, “That’s my food piece! That’s mine!” The first ant scoffs and said “uh no, I got it, it’s
mine!” I request to know why this
second ant believes the food is his, and then the second ant sets out to tell
his story of woe:
There I was, in line with my
brothers to get my food pieces, and all of a sudden a gigantic food piece falls
from the heavens and hits me squarely on the head! I am dazed but I remember
putting all 6 of my legs on this piece here, claiming it! I fell into a
restless unconsciousness where I dreamed of being stepped on or run over by a
moving object, it was terrifying.
But I held onto the thought of this giant potato chip whilst in my dark
reverie. It was my only
solace. Alas, when I awoke, it was
gone! All I saw was my brother’s backside as he made off into the wilderness
with MY piece of food! I gave
chase at once and finally caught up as he sits here to catch his breath.
I feel very badly for this second ant,
and implore the first to split the food piece with his brother, for it is quite
large. But he becomes emphatic
that the second ant does not deserve even a nibble of the chip. He then weaves a story of backstabbing
brothers and treachery:
Yesterday, while working on a new
tunnel in the southern quadrant of our vast home, my older brother here came
running and said that the Almighty Queen required my presence immediately. I rushed to my ladies side, and
received confidential and top secret instructions from her for a mission solely
for me. I cannot speak of it. But as I returned to my tunnel, there
was no tunnel! My treacherous older brother had caused a cave in! His motives were immediately clear: he
wanted my top-secret mission! But even such a set back would not loosen my lips
as to my task. I re-dug the
tunnel, as well as accomplished my top-secret mission, and got home in time for
dinner. So as you can see, giant
white ball, I deserve this food piece over my brother here.
I stared down at these two
miniscule and insignificant creatures and found their quarrel intriguing; alas
I wished I could have stayed and heard about the top secret mission, but quite
suddenly they both got up and ran away with their potato chip. As they make their speedy way back to
their home, I wonder idly when I will be able to soar again. Then all of a sudden I hear “I FOUND
IT! It’s over here!” Hope flows
across my dimpled surface as my striker approaches. But I am not soaring yet, I am being picked up and put down
on less thick grass. My hope comes
again and suddenly I am again IN THE AIR! Hopefully I will soon reach my home,
my cozy cup.
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