Two girls, named A and B are recalling an old story together. They get into this discussion about a picture hanging on the wall of one of the staircase landings in their elementary school. A picture of a girl picking flowers in the front of a deep red sunset. A says, "Oh! How nostalgic. You're talking about the picture of the girl in a pretty yellow dress right?" But then B says, "No, the dress she was wearing was red, just like the sunset!" "No, it was red!" "No, it was definitely yellow!" "Alright, then why don't we go see for ourselves?" The two of them, filled with excitement, reached the old, nostalgic school building. What colour was that girl's dress? It, didn't have a colour. it was just a black and white picture. The dress that dark silhouette wore was scribbled completely black. Yet, in their memories, both bickering girls were sure that the dress in the picture had a colour. Human memories are too vague. Thinking something has colour when it doesn't; making things more dramatic than they really are; glorifying things. It gives new, greater meaning than was actually there.
Jenney - 19 Jun 2008 | 0 Comments
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