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Saturday, June 18, 2005

In search for a story about dandelion

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Preparing for my pathetic portfolio, I spent the whole night trying to make up a story for the pretty dandelion.

Dandelion, what an amazing flower. Among all the flowering plants, we can always recognize them by their globe of parachute-like seeds called the "dandelion clock" (while not many people know that they possess bright yellow flowers before they mature). But there are many flowers with interesting shapes and colours which we seldom notice. Then, what makes dandelion stand out among them? The wind. Without wind, the little ''parachutes'' may never fly and the flower may just become another pretty looking species with a name that we can never remember.

Wind spreads the seeds of dandelion, carrying them to places beyond their imagination. In his subtle way, the wind tells the world that he loves the little flower.

If I were the fragile little dandelion, you would be my wind. Blowing gently towards me whispering ''I love you''. With you, I gain the potential to reach places where I couldn't reach on my own.

And suddenly,because of you, the world realizes that there is this amazing flower called Dandelion.