hurdrenee
Cheap cheap! Said the little bird. It looked up at me curiously. What is it? I said. I haven't any food for you. I must feed myself too you know. Cheap cheap! It said again. I sighed. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the hunk of bread I had been waiting to eat all day and broke off a piece.
He is cheap. A spineless old man with no concern for anyone but himself. He does what he wants when he wants and he'll never be moved. So what should we do? We'll take it from him. We'll devise a scheme and get him to fall hook, line, and sinker.
I am strong. I am loud. I am creative. I am quiet. I am everything you want me to be. Are you happy> Have I fulfilled you. The idea of existence is not nurtured by pleasing other people. It by making mistakes, learning from them, being yourself--totally yourself. So that the life you have lived will not have been a mistake.