Walking out into the garden, I examine the flowers and Adoley says, “yellow is another colour one can find in the rainbow.” “And what do you see when you think of yellow” I ask. Yellow A sudden dash of brightness an array of lovely sunflowers, their necks sticking out like swooning ladies dying to be noticed. Like beautifully dressed ladies, their bright, sunny disposition exuded such confidence and warmth. If I were a flower, I would be a sunflower. Any day. A flock of canaries fly right past me, their bright Owning my voice and visibility Module 4 36
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