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Topic: Write in the HUMOR genre (04/12/07)
- TITLE: The Ice Princess
By Shannon Jackson
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While grabbing a pair of wrinkled jeans and a t-shirt, I quickly brushed some powder on my face in an effort to save time which was desperately needed when I realized that my hair had morphed into a matted mess sometime during the night. Not being able to do anything with it, I pulled it up in a clip vowing for that day that I wasn’t out to impress anymore. But I knew that the first girl that looked at me like ‘I can’t believe she left the house looking like that’ would have to pray for me because bless her heart, I was ready to tell her that her day was coming. It happens to the best of us when we’re in a hurry. And that is exactly what I was in until I grabbed my project, headed out the door, and slipped down the stairs on my caboose.
I tried to catch myself on the way down, but my arms were not fast enough or strong enough to stop me from sliding down to the bottom. It wasn’t the most graceful slip and fall routine either because the man who lived in the apartment below came running out to see if I was alright. I couldn’t help but to begin laughing hysterically at my newly found stair dive routine, and he obviously couldn’t help it either. Perhaps nobody in our apartment complex had ever shown such ability until that moment, and to his surprise, he got to see it. It was truly a moment neither of us would forget.
Even so, he helped me up trying to comfort my pride by telling me it could’ve happened to anyone. I knew he was right, so I quickly regrouped and became thankful for some sympathy. It seemed to soothe my limp to the car anyway, but the ache remained with me all the way to the university.
When I arrived at my destination, I would’ve given anything for a pack of icy hot and a wheel chair ride to class. Instead I took a deep breath and hobbled past the library until my balancing act fell apart again. This time my audience had grown in size and so had the pain.
In disbelief, I began laughing uncontrollably as a few more people gathered around to set me up on my feet. Who knows what they were thinking now that I had perfected my routine, and this time I had no time to ask. So, I quickly thanked them and continued on to class still laughing about the little winter “icecapade” I had briefly put on for them.
Upon reaching the classroom, I pulled the door open hoping to beat the second hand. When I couldn’t find the clock, I looked for the professor. After realizing that he had returned to his office because he forgot something, I began limping victoriously to my desk, sliding slowly into it while savoring a few moments on dry ground. It was a long precious moment for this ice princess. I had turned in my project, completed the race, and gained a new found sympathy for those who didn’t look or walk very gracefully. And who knows…maybe someday my sympathy will soothe someone else’s limp!
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