Bobby the flamingo.
The group of flamingos, grazed
along the river bank, attempting to catch their breakfast. One very small
flamingo was stood by himself under a green palm tree, hiding from the blazing
sun, waiting in anticipation and fright for the torture to begin! This
particular flamingo had been submitted to nasty pernicious taunting from the
rest of the flock because he didn’t talk like everyone else. Bobby isolated
himself from everyone, in hope to avoid the taunting and often wished he was
somewhere else. That morning a group of flamingos strolled over to bobby and
began to laugh, point, and spit at him. Bobby didn’t respond. He knew that they
laughed at him for speaking colloquially and for having a strong African accent,
so he tried not to speak. After being tortured for an hour Bobby began to wonder
if it would ever end, but eventually the
pernicious comments stopped, and the flamingos became bored, so they turned from
Bobby, and searched for their next victim to torture.