My Life As A Penguin

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One day I’m a fully fledged human now when I wake up something incredible yet scary at the same time has happened to me ...  me ordinary little Tomie.

As a child I was so interested in arctic animals and on occasion some hot - blooded creatures too.  My dad was an explorer and some people even compared him to Indiana Jones.  This is possibly linked to the fact that many of his adventures were so extreme.  My eyes would pop out if I missed a single bit of action that he’d done - yes my dad the Adventurer Thomas Greene. My mom named me after my dad, she told me she always hoped that I would be as daring and awesome as my dad.

Back to the Present

I feel all fuzzy and my bones felt weak and crumbly at the same time.  I looked at myself but ended up poking myself with my newly found beak. Ouch that hurt! In my time of pain I see a blinding light and blackout.

I awoke only to find that I had been knocked out unconscious and  blinded by a light and then captured.  As I tried to regain a sense of my surroundings, I wondered what kind of sinister people would capture a little bo.... penguin like me. I was surrounded in a dusty hay - made potato bag.  It was hard to breathe as a penguin but this was made even harder as dust particles floated  around me maybe perhaps this breathing difficulty was heightened by my strong sense of smell.    

I was determined to get out of my ‘cage’, I used my sharp and flawless beak to try and peck my  way out, and It was working I could see light slowly coming from the hole.  It was hard adjusting to the light because my eyes had been shut for goodness knows how long, it could have been  minutes, hours or even days! Days? I didn’t know, it was hard keeping time asleep.

When I got out I ended up in the back of a truck surrounded by a drowsy guard and baker dozens of more potato bags. Since I was in one of those, I’m guessing there were more penguins in the others.  I tried to get them out too but most of them were still unconscious. Suddenly the heavy titanium hard door of what I think is the truck opened. The temperature dropped dramatically and the new penguin side of me felt free, ready to slide down snowy mountains and swim in the ocean chasing fish however, it was at this point that I remembered I was not a penguin,  I was human! I snapped out of my chilly daydream and found myself Tomie an ordinary little boy surrounded in piles and piles of snow.