To Be Continued…
(We left off at this part of our story)
With their feathers ruffled as if they were taking flight, the boys took off running towards Franky’s back yard.
Freddy decided not to go because he was so mad at how rude his friends were. 😠😳
When the boys entered the gate their eyes almost popped out of their heads! Toys, a sand box, outside games, a swing set and at least ten other Flamingos. All GIRLS! And All different colors!💖💚💙💜💛
At first Ralph, Freddy’s best friend felt sad that Freddy didn’t come and began to turn around to beg him to join them.
Until, he spotted Franky slipping out the gate to go ask Freddy. Before she disappeared she paused, turned around and winked at Ralph. He smiled real big and went off to play in the sand box with Mabel the purple Flamingo.😉
To be continued…
Franky lightly pecked on the gate to Freddy’s back yard, as she began to tumble and fall into the gate. It flew open making a loud BANG, as it swung with great force. Due to Franky completeing a somersault, with head first and feet quickly following. She landed with a ‘SPLAT’ flat on her back, starring up at the gigantic cumulus clouds floating by.
When Freddy rushed over to check on his new friend, he noticed she had two long, pink & lime green, tubes tightly gripped in her beak. She may have taken a tumble, but she refused to ruin her new friends gift!
Freddy gently removed the funny shaped tubes from Franky’s beak and the two began to laugh, HYSTERICALLY! Before long they were both laughing so hard they were rolling on the ground, with tears in their eyes. They were holding their cheeks & tummies trying to ease their discomfort from the over abundance of laughter.
Between gasping for air and left over chuckles, Freddy asked Franky, “What were you trying to do? And what are these things?”
Recovering from her somersault and long outburst of laughter she replied with, “Bubbles! Those are bubble containers in our own colors! I was bringing them to blow bubbles with you and ask you to come to my house and play.”
The two of them rolled around a few minutes more, enjoying the moment of laughter and regaining their composure. Until both flamingos were silent, laying in the sunlite, not moving a muscle.
Freddy broke their silence by clearing his throat, as if he were about to make a declaration, he paused for a moment, then rolled towards Franky and said, “I don’t want to come to your yard to play. Not because I don’t like you, but because I am so mad 😦 at my friends. And, and…(his feathers began to become ruffled again, as he raises them up and pushes one in Franky’s face as if he is pointing at her)…and if you knew how awful they talked about you, without even knowing you…GRRRR, it makes me mad even thinking about it again! I mean they were terrible! And then they ran over there without a care in the world! (He takes a deep breath in and his voice begins to crack) It was awful! They didn’t like you because of your color and your gender! I am sorry to tell you this, but my friends are FAKE FRIENDS! And I am super disappointed in all of them! Well at least most of them! So if you want to stay here and blow bubbles, I am fine with that! BUT I am too upset to go over there!”
Franky starred at Freddy, batting her long, beautiful eyelashes, as she listened intently to her new friends feelings! However, when he had completed his negative rant, Franky shrugged her shoulders, gave him his bubbles and simply replied with, “Hmmm I am sorry this incident bothered you so bad. I was only sad because my mommy didn’t let me invite you, myself. If you don’t want to come over that is fine, you can keep the bubbles, I hope to see you next time!”
And off she went, disappearing behind the gate once again.
Freddy stood there in a state of confusion. He thought to himself…Did she not hear anything I said? Why did she just go back to playing with those Flamingos, who didn’t like her just because she was green and female!
He wandered over to the peep hole in the fence. With his one eye ball, he scanned the entire back yard with in seconds! It did look like a great deal of fun! Fillip was racing a lavendar, girl, flamingo through the obstacle course. Franky was riding big wheels with Frank. Ralph and Mabel were eating a yummy ice cream over at the hot, pink, picnic table.
Freddy continued to think about how awful his friends were. He questioned how Franky could make friends with people who had said so many ugly things, without even knowing her.
Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer! He marched over to Franky’s back yard. As soon as everyone saw him they ran over to greet him! “Hey so glad you came! Hello Freddy, it is nice to meet you! Freddy, I am glad you decided to join us!”
But Freddy had already made his mind up! He couldn’t let it go! He had come for a purpose and he KNEW he was doing the ‘right’ thing! He swooshed his feathers back and forth to shush everyone standing around him. He raised his head real high, beak up, stomach in, and he announced…(clearing his throat to ensure everyone was listening), “I am here to announce…”
The big, blue, Flamingo turned down the music and everyone became silent. No one moved, spoke or even took their eyes off of Freddy. As they anticipated what he had to say.
“I am here to announce…my Pink Flamingo friends from my backyard…(big breath inhale and exhale) DO NOT LIKE YOU! BECAUSE YOU ARE GIRLS AND DIFFERENT COLORS!’
An awkward silence spread throughout, with a few snickers, and some sounds of disapprovement, when Freddy completed his last word, COLORS! Frank, the one who spoke up before, questioned Freddy, “How would you know? You have been whinning over there by yourself! We are the ones who came over here and have made friends! Go back to your lonely yard, if you don’t want to have fun because we are having fun and are happy.”
Freddy stood there wondering where he went wrong. He dropped his head, began to cry, and walked towards the gate. He couldn’t understand how being honest was a bad thing. He wasn’t trying to hurt anyone, but yet he felt terrible.
Before he could disappear behind the gate as eloquently as Franky does, he heard a more mature voice, speak up, “Freddy, we all want you to stay! Please won’t you come have an ice cream.”
Freddy continued to look down at the ground and slowly walk towards the gate, “No, I can’t! No one wants me here! I guess I am a bad Flamingo!”
Out from the shadows of the house stepped a six foot, beautiful, lanky, lime, green, female flamingo and she said, “Everyone is welcome at our home! And I want you here,” in the most Angelic voice Freddy had ever heard.
At first his entire body felt frozen as he starred up at this different, but exquisit species. He wondered if she was even a flamingo. Freddy wiped the tears from his eyes and replied, “But I said the wrong things. I made everyone mad at me. I feel so bad, but I felt bad before and I thought if I came over here and told them…”
“Pause, take a deep breath my sweet child. I knew what you were attempting to do. Let me ask you something, can you change what you said? If you could, would you?”
“Of COURSE! I would most definetly take it all back. I wouldn’t have stayed over there by myself. I would not have came over here and announced all that mean stuff,” explained Freddy.
“Let’s start over! Hello, my name is Lilly. Your name is?” The beautiful flamingo asked Freddy.
“My, my, name is Freddy. I am your next door neighbor. My best friend lived here before you. I wished whoever moved in would be a nice family with children.”
She gave him a big hug and patted him on the tail feathers, as if she were saying shew, shew, now it is time for you to go play and have fun.
All the other Flamingos gathered around Freddy to show him the wonders of Franky’s backyard. The other girls introduced themselves and went on playing.
Freddy felt a tap on his shoulder but when he turned to the right there was no one there. He quickly turned back to the other side to attempt to catch the culprit. When he turned back facing front he jumped because Franky screetched, “BOO!”
They both began to laugh once again.
Freddy looked at Franky and said, “I am so sorry! For…”
But before he could continue Franky shoved him with her shoulder and said with a smirk, “Apology accepted. I knew you would come around!”
“How? How did you know? I was so angry and hurt…I couldn’t think of anything good!”
“Because my family’s motto.”
“Yes, you don’t think we are oblivious to our differences do you?”
“No? But what does that have to do with it?”
“Our family motto is…’Create enough FUN that your differences become an ASSET or a GIFT rather than a hinderance.’ ”
Freddy repeated the family motto to himself a couple of times. Although he agreed with it, he continued to struggle with the past comments. He asked Franky, “But what about before? When they said they didn’t like you because of your color and gender?”
Franky giggled and said, “You have a great deal to learn. For now, lets just say I expected their first responses. But the difference between you and me is that you blend in with the majority of pink flamingos. Soooo you became offended for me. Which is understandable and I do appreciate your kindness. However, I know I am beautiful! And I have been taught to love all flamingos regardless of their differences. As for their past comments…I knew they didn’t know any better.”
“One more thing, Freddy…we all make mistakes. It’s up to us whether we want to forgive or hang on. No matter what, none of us can ‘fix’ the past. It’s your choice as to what to keep or let go.”
Freddy and Franky hugged and went off to the sand box. They played until bedtime. Roasted marshmallows, sang around the camp fire, and enjoyed all of their new friends.
Rather than trying to conform or force others to be just like us, why don’t we all enjoy our differences!
Franky and Lilly were correct! We all make mistakes. It is up to YOU to forgive, forget, and have fun. Or hang on, blame, and live in depression.
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Written by: Teena Drake
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