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Wednesday, May 1, 2019

The Back Stories With Darnell and Cornelia - #3 Rosy




ROSY
At sunrise that morning, Rosy could tell there was something odd in the
air. It smelled faintly of sulfur. As she walked to the watering hole, all
the other hippos were already out of the pens, enjoying the sunshine and
quiet before the zoo opened.
As usual, the catcalls and bullying started as soon as Rosy came into view.



“Oh, look,” yelled Harold, “if it isn’t Roly-Poly Popsicle Pinky!”

“Hey, Pinky,” added Calvin, “how do you know when you get sunburned?!”

Rosy went to the happy place in her head in order to ignore the heckling
she endured since she was born as bright as a berry. It had taken her
many years to escape the heckling, but at this age, she barely heard a
word they said.
Instead she imagined herself with wings, bright yellow wings. They had to
be yellow because yellow wings flew higher into the clouds than any other
color.

As she neared the watering hole, the sky became black and the winds
begin to shift and whip around her. The smell of sulphur became stronger.
All the other hippos ran for the cover of their pens, but Rosy didn’t move.
She felt a pull on both shoulders and then all she felt was wonderfully
light of heart, light of mind, and light of body. She knew her imagination
was becoming reality today. She smiled, waiting for lift-off.


Cornelia Wenokor, Illustrator

Sentiment: Rubber Necker

9 comments:

I Card Everyone said...

A delightful story for your darling pink Hippo, Cornelia!
=]

conil said...

Magical...both the illustration and the story. LOVE this collaboration you've got going with Darnell.

Bobby said...

Like I told Darnell, I'm not sure whose imagination is greater, hers, Rosy's or yours, Cornelia. It is so perfect that you two have collaborated on these wonderful pages.

Christine Alexander said...

wonderful little story and cute card,

Verna Angerhofer said...

I love this collaboration you have done and enjoy the story line and the illustration as well. Great work ladies!

Kat said...

Precious story, tfs

HilaryJane said...

Love this card, the joy of that lovely pink hippo flying jumps right out of the card xx

papierelle said...

Heute ist die Geschichte ein wenig wehmütig, aber am Ende glücklich.

Anita in France said...

How fabulous is this delicious Rosy pink hippo, Cornelia ... you create just the best 'pictures' for Darnell to weave her stories around ... what a wonderful partnership! Hugs, Anita :)