Toroidal Toroid
It is funny how sometimes you often remember the
exact moment when you meet someone and at other
times you struggle to remember the moment at all.
I first met Toroidal Toroid when Toroidal was
cornering someone in the playground. I can
remember it clearly because Toroidal was cornering
someone so little in fact, that at first I didn't even know
someone was there.
I could hear Toroidal talking, demanding that this poor
individual take back what had been said. Toroidal was
using sheer brute force in an overpowering manner.
I also clearly remember the kid, face poking around
the corner, searching for someone to rescue and
change this situation, but retreating when no one
seemed to be around. I can also clearly hear Toroidal
telling this kid what and why using all the wrong all
arguments 'bound by I know better than you'. I stood
back feeling like I was indeed the same as this guy,
afraid by sheer size and overwhelmed by argument.
I can clearly remember my legs shaking as I thought
what should I do? If I approach will that make me a
target or will it make Toroidal back off and shy away.
I stood still, for more than one reason without reacting.
Looking around I knew that if I approached I would
have no backup, no one really cared if I stood by and
watched this kid being emotionally and physically
pummelled to the ground.
Should I be like everyone else and walk away? Should
I search for help only to find that it was not important
on their agenda?
Standing there I saw this little kid place one more
argument while still searching for some outside help.
Spotting me the kid's voice level increased in an effort
to try and get me to hear what was going on. But once
again Toroidal over rid what was being said.
Realising that this kid had no one there to help, I
tentatively took a step towards the pair of them.
My breath was deep and strong trying to stop fear
showing as I approached.
I said the first thing that came into my mind.
"What are you saying to this kid Toroidal?"
As quick as a flash I felt Toroidal's body turn baring
angry eyes into my body. The small kid, seizing the
opportunity, took off like greased lightning.
Realising I could not escape that easily, I understood
that I was in a dangerous situation. I tried to stand as
firm as I could against what I would call this giant. I felt
my knees quiver and my heart burn like it was right in
my throat. I felt alone and terrified, desperately wishing
I was in some other place but knowing I wasn't. I tried
my hardest to look as though I wasn't scared.
Asking why Toroidal was doing this seemed so stupid.
Before I could think again I was poked, not with force,
but with enough action to move me to one side.
Realising I was meant to move or at least wander out
of sight I chose not to. Standing firm, in my thoughts
and ground, I foolishly darted one eye to the next all
around me in the hope someone would rescue me,
but there was no one.
Deciding the best strategy was to move away I made
my way to the next classroom figuring I was safe there.
And I was for a time, until recess. I was just
unwrapping my favorite biscuits that mum packed for
me when I saw a shadow looming over me.
Snatching the biscuits from my hand with a smile that
reached horizons I saw my morning play lunch gone in
one mouthful. The same day my lunch also got eaten.
Not only was I hungry but also scared.
After school I grabbed my bag and headed off as
normal until I felt this presence. I quickened my step
into a near run trying to reach home as fast as I could
without provoking a situation realising that Toroidal
was somewhere behind me.
Finally I made it home. Breathing heavily against the
front door I knew that I had made it but it was only for
today.
On the next page draw how you think Toroidal Toroid
feels inside by joining the dots together to form a
pattern then colouring in your design.
Story by Johnny
Toroidal Toroids
inside pattern
by kids at
polygonpat's school