Submitted by calypsse on Thu, 09/06/2007 - 6:06pm.
When we were told to write the story of that image I was trying to make up an actual fiction story that at the same time I could relate to what some of the figures meant for me. At the same time, I had in mind a book I have, is a book with several poems, some of them have only three or four lines but all of them have an image to the side, as if the poem was explaining the picture or the other way around. So I came up with this:
the base of questioning supported the pillar of understanding, who at the same time carried a heavy cube. The cube started falling appart into puzzle pieces that eventually got together to form a ball of mixed colors. All of the sudden the colors were reflected on the wall as if the puzzle pieces had formed a light of knowledge.
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