@ Story of two bricklayers
by Jessica Liu
Age: 16
There was once a man who lived to perfection, everything was even and leveled to the last detail. This man was also a bricklayer. He worked hard and long. He was taught by his father, who had also been a bricklayer, that each brick is unique and only when you look at the bigger picture they're all the same. Although successful in his work he was alone. His way of perfecting every detail of his life caused him much faults when it came to falling in love. He spent so much time making sure everything was perfect that he didn' t have time to find the perfect girl
One day while he was laying bricks on a plot of houses being built in a new site a little white puppy came bouncing into the construction site. He looked at the puppy. It was really messy and there was a pink bow tie to its head that was sitting to one side. As the puppy came near he gave it a pat and straightened the bow. "Cute isn't she?" came a voice. He looked up and saw the prettiest face smiling down at him. Then he stood up and took a step back so he could see her full length. She was tall, black hair, button nose, big eyes, big hazel brown eyes you can just get lost in. "Chi Chi is just excited cause we're moving here soon." she giggled, "that house you're building right now is going to be ours!" she smiled and when she smiled he noticed something. She had little vampire teeth which stuck out a little more then the rest, her hair was tied to one side, none of her clothes matched and even her socks were odd. She bent down to pick up her dog and she pulled the bow over so it was crooked again.
Strangely the builder thought to himself, "this girl has nothing even about her but she seems almost perfect." The girl was looking at the house and then asked "why is everything so even?" He looked confused but explained "because if it wasn't even then the structure wouldn't hold. It'll be weak". She nodded slowly "oh I understand, but it looks so restricted and stiff like there is no art or freedom in its structure do you know what I mean?" He stepped back and looked at the structure "yeah actually I do."
A couple of days later.
"Chi Chi!! Come back!!" She ran after her dog back to the site where her new house was. When she got there she was amazed to see that the house was built with perfect bricks but her windows were tilted and made of mosaic images or her beloved pet. "Wow," she muttered in awe. From behind her came a voice, "Do you like it?" The brick layer stood behind her looking at his work " love it" .it's different but perfect. and it tells a story and its has a little part of me. "Thank you so much!" he shook his head, "No thank YOU for showing me that things don't have to be perfect to be beautiful."
The moral of the story is to never expect things to be perfect because you will find that you wouldn't be disappointed if things don't turn out the way you planned. In an ideal world everything is perfect but in reality, perfect is different in everyone's eyes. You just need to learn to see it through each other's perspective.
THE END
