The Blue World
There was once a young girl who was very shy and quiet. She had special talents (mental abilities; mental gifts). She saw the world all in blue. She saw blue trees, blue grass, blue flowers and blue animals, which all sparkled and glowed (shone). Other children thought she was crazy and didn't believe her. When her class went out for recess (a short break), they laughed at her, because she only saw blue colors.
Her teacher called her parents in (asked her parents) to talk. "Why does she say she sees only blue?" They were upset and didn't know. "I'm going to have to get a child study team to evaluate (assess) her." Okay, they agreed.
And so it was. The doctors, medical professionals, psychiatrists and therapists spoke to her. "What does blue mean to you?" They asked. She replied, "Blue is my soft color. It makes the world twinkle (shine) in softness. It makes everything bad better! When I see the blue, I see things clearly. I see the beauty in the world, everything still and quiet like the water at the lake."
"Oh dear," they all said. "You have to go to Cognitive Behavior Therapy and be checked by a psychiatrist."
"But why," she exclaimed (said suddenly out of surprise). "My world is so beautiful, and when people are mean (cruel) to me, I can hide behind my blue mask."
Professionals worked with her. They made pictures of all the colors, labeling them red, green and so on. This went on for a long time. She was scared when she started seeing the other colors. She felt afraid something would happen, and her blue world wouldn't be able to save her anymore.
She looked at red roses, orange sunsets , purple lilacs, and green trees. She stopped to see them close up and smelled their scents (smells) and felt their textures. She saw more and more different things with all kinds of colors. She saw purple and white striped (with purple and white lines) petunias, she saw blue birds, puffy grey clouds, and acres of green forest.
She felt the world was enchanted (changed by magic so it looked beautiful), like never before. All the kids saw her as normal now that she saw other colors and wasn't so shy anymore.
Her glowing blue world protected her, but she no longer needed it. She could face reality and through therapy, learned how to see the real world.
She thought all the different colors were beautiful, and as she looked up to the blue sky, she felt pure and beautiful and would always remember the place she once was – in the blue light. She still remembered it as beautiful, but a multi-colored world was where she needed to be to have a normal life. And she praised (admired) all the colors and felt love for them all.
She was so excited about it. She was free from the fearful, real world, as she once saw it, and now she could see it clearly as it really looked.
Her illness had been cured, she became more functioning and did better at school and made so many new friends. This world was so much better and she knew what it meant to finally be truly alive.2 This entry was posted in Reading stage 1 by Parviz with no comments yet