"Do you know what color should it be?" Asked that one sweet teacher with her cheerful voice. The little kid silently nodded while they were pouting. Still, they answered: "Pink or white." Teacher happily nodded too: "Yes, sweetie! It should be pink, white, yellow or even purple-ish sometimes." She gently took the kid's drawing from their hand. "But yours.. Yours is a little too much colored. It's not the right colors." Little kid had that rebellious look in their eyes, but they didn't say anything. Just looked at their teacher, waiting her to speak again. Teacher softly patted kid's head. "What was your name again?" "Mina." Answered little kid. "And I love my orchid. I don't want to change it!!" Teacher sighed as put down the drawing. "Oh, honey, I know. But you were sent to here to learn what's right or wrong. And the orchids are-" Mina didn't let the teacher speak. "There is nothing wrong with my colorful orchid." And this contiuned like that. Mina or other kids always tried to prove their point: "There is nothing wrong with my own, colorful flower." But still, world's answer was harsh and a little too strong to make a little kid handle. So, maybe at the end of the day, this drawing of orchid were thrown away and Mina calmly(?) were coloring their "right" orchid. Just a pink one. But, was it theirs?
