So, I was creating my profile, and got this random question:
The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig:
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Once upon a time, reptilians used to grow hair. In fact, there was no physiological difference between reptilians and mammals. Toads, frogs, salamanders, newts, snakes, and lizards all grew long, thick golden hair.
It wasn't a surprise that the hair became a symbol of status, as those with a greater number of flies could afford to purchase egg gel for their luscious, magnificent golden hair. The only downside to this was that the hair was very costly to maintain, and required a daily dip in alkaline shampoo solution, followed by hair drying under the hot sun.
Now, most of you probably would've heard of Mr. Ben and Mr. Bob, the two frogs who fell into a slippery well. Given that they could leap vertically upwards at a rate of 2m/day but slip back down at a rate of 1m/day, it was no wonder that Mr. Ben would despair and give up.
However, Mr. Bob had persevered, and before long, he made it out - at long last -
after a tedious, debilitating 5 days of jumping, leaping, and hanging on for his dear life. He leaped for joy, but that was the least of his concerns now. Poor Mr. Bob had lost all his golden hair due to being drenched in the acidic rainwater that the well had collected! It was a living nightmare!
Thoroughly upset, Mr. Bob decided to seek help and consult everyone he knew. Unfortunately, everyone shunned him and he was left alone in ruins, feeling miserable and helpless. This carried on for a long time.
One day, he came across a field.
'Wow! What is that?!' Mr. Bob exclaimed as he gazed at the countless acres of wheat that lay before his very eyes. 'Wait... is it possible to... could I really?'
Without any further thinking, he leaped to the plants and cut some wheat for himself to stick on his head, using nothing else but his slime and grime. This made a fanciful wig, and I must say, it looked even more marvelous and spectacular than you could imagine. Heck, it probably could win Mr. Bob the beauty pageant competition!
And yes, it did. He did. The wig was so glorious, it clinched Mr. Bob first spot at the Beautiful Frog contest. From then on, he need not worry about lacking the golden hair as he could easily get a new wig, and he didn't need to worry about being shunned by society.
Bald, bold, but certainly not beaten! What a frog.
The end.
Moral of the story:
Be like Mr. Bob.
On hindsight, it doesn't even seem that bad to answer random questions if I get a thrill and others get a thrill... I'll create a separate column for this:
It is through this story that I also want to highlight the joy, importance, and urgency of writing. You don't have to be a 76 year old nobel prize laurette to be able to contribute your personal insight on a certain topic or to give advice. You don't have to be a youth before you begin to write children stories. You don't have to be an adult before you write youth novels. You don't have to be an elder before you write for adults!
The only thing that you actually do need to be an effective writer would be a personal voice. I once had a friend come up to me and asked me if he could copy my statement of the importance of having a personal voice for his university application, which was pretty ironic since it clearly demonstrated a lack of personal voice!
So what is personal voice? Simply put, I think that it's just echoing and writing the ideas that resonates with your heart. It is about having YOUR opinion, not about sticking to traditionally accepted societal stances, not about maintaining neutrality as if the consequences are as severe as the cold war, and certainly not about copying others' answers and responses for every question asked by a university.
I know this article alone doesn't really convey the value of writing, but I think many of us already do understand that it's important, so the above pointers are just so you know that you don't need to have 'superior knowledge or experience' before you share, only a 'personal voice'. But please, do share. Otherwise, it may be too late. Mistakes may have already been made, or you may already be dead.
Share your story.
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