saturday centus….week 45

the prompt is in bold, enjoy.

With a IQ of 170, it was hard for anyone to call him convincingly stupid but he never had been accused of being intelligent either. They never heard any of his brilliant and revolutionary ideas. they just saw a kid staring out the classroom-window, they just noticed him as a easy target on lunch break. With a guiding hand and a few loving friends he could have been greater then all of them. But his ideas never left his mind and the only time they spoke a kind word in his direction, was to his coffin.

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10 responses to “saturday centus….week 45

  1. Sad, but too often true. Well done.

  2. Excellent ! A sad commentary on social exclusion, bullying and hypocritical behavior !!!

  3. Very well written! Agree with the comments above.

    “With a guiding hand and a few loving friends he could have been greater then all of them.” This is exactly what most people are afraid of: that someone could be greater than them. Most of them are content being “sheeple”, led by trends set by others who are either more talented or hard working than them. Then comes along an individual that makes them jealous, insecure and aware of their own shortcomings and/or laziness. I feel that that is at the heart of social exclusion/bullying.

  4. Didn’t see that ending coming! Well written.

  5. This is a wonderful use of the prompt. It does make you wonder how many people are out their whose light never gets to shine. Well done and thought provoking! Kat

  6. I liked what you did with the prompt!

    coloured perspective

  7. Poignant in its reality.

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  8. This little story speaks volumes. So many young people of great intelligence fall through the cracks – parents who don’t understand, bullies who delight in tormenting them – teachers who don’t recognize their potential.

    “But his ideas never left his mind and the only time they spoke a kind word in his direction, was to his coffin.” This is so tragic. and well put together.

    Namaste……….cj

  9. This spoke to me so much. The torture that people who are ‘different’ endure in this world is heartbreaking.

    The irony in your ending seems like a truth. The people that were the bullies cry the biggest crocodile tears.

    I really found this to be a strong and compelling gem of a story.

    Wow.

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