Billy was a young goat. He was going through college to get a bachelor degree in architectural design and engineering. Every day, he studied hard, hoping he could design great buildings one day for everyone to enjoy! He was a favorite among college professors; His homework was always on time, and he was a straight A student! His classmates were jealous, because he was smarter than some of them. This made people angry at him, since he was just a goat, and doing better than everyone else in class. So poor Billy had no friends in his classes, only the appreciation of his professors. But he was okay with it, even though he grew lonely every once and a while, and sometimes the weird looks people gave him hurt his feelings a little. (Goats are sensitive!) Since he was a goat, and did not have any thumbs, he had a special device that looked like a muzzle to hold a pencil steadily in his mouth. On his way to class one morning, he had forgotten his pencil holder at his apartment, but didn’t realize it until he got to class! The cold morning air had him in a rush that day, so he packed quickly, and forgot to slip it back in his book bag. Billy fretted, having to re-wrap his baby blue scarf back up again every time he shook his head and stubby little horns. As he set down his things, he realized they had a very important section that day, and it was very urgent that he found a way to take notes, or he might fail the class! One of his classmates, who wasn’t jealous of the goat, saw him worrying. Billy noticed that they were staring, and said to him “hey, I could use a hand, can you help me take notes?” The classmate agreed, and scanned and copied his notes for Billy to take home and study. Billy was able to pass the class with an A, and he even made a new friend!
Author Archives: Kyle Hanson
Mob Mentality
The crowded rows
scream, shout, scream!
Dancing on the gray stage
in the light
you see dust flow
SCREAM, SHOUT, SCREAM!
Colored lights casting a distorted shadow
DANCE, FALL, DANCE!
Through the building
shouts of “GO!”
SMILE, SMIRK, GRIN!
Jumpy bodies
moving in the ocean
of music and pumped in oxygen
The singer sucks it in his lungs
and spits it out again
the collection of posters
stickers
gum on the walls
add to your feelings
STOMP, PUSH, YELL!
You feel the drum beat
pump into your own heart
body heat
and adrenaline dreams
and you SCREAM, SCREAM, SCREAM!
Stuck in hypnotics
of the sounds and words
filling the crowded room
with a mob mentality
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