Why does it have to be blue? I have yellow rulers, clear rulers, wooden rulers, wiggly rulers; but I only reach for the blue. “Oh yeah. I want to underline that. Where’s my blue ruler.” Or, when I read, I have my blue ruler to guide me sentence by sentence, by paragraph. I can’t read anything, except novels, without my blue ruler. What’s that about?
My blue rulers come in all sizes and shapes; long ones, shorts ones. And, all the numbers are faded. I like the blue plastic ones the best. What’s with that?
I ran out to an office supply store once because I felt I didn’t have enough blue rulers. Once home, there they sit in a pile. It is better to have too many blue rulers than not enough. I have them in my bedroom. I have them by the television. I have them by my laptop computer. I have them by my upright computer. There is a whole bunch in my studio. The only place I don’t have a blue ruler is in my kitchen. Hmm…. Maybe I need one there.
If I were an Egyptian I would ask that a bunch of blue rulers be packed away with me when I die. Stuck in my hand. Who knows what I’ll be doing on the other side and I don’t want to be without my blue rulers. Plastic, if you please.
If you get fewer than 2,000 rejections a year, you are not working hard enough.
Ida Kotyuk©
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