Ears

Yesterday’s corner time: 2 Minutes.

Someone once said that I was very advanced for my ears.

Naturally, I had misheard them but for quite some time, I had concerns that my ears were holding me back and preventing me from realising my full potential.

I would catch glimpses of my reflection in shop windows and wish that I had different ears. Why they couldn’t be more like my other features, such as my nose, eyes or mouth?

My little sister Becca didn’t help my paranoia.

No one had ever accused Becca of being very advanced for her ears. In fact, quite the opposite. People often commented how her ears should really be pinned back before they caused a serious accident.

That was shortly after one ear had carelessly flopped into the road resulting in a twenty mile tail back and aeroplanes having to be re-routed to Paris.

In church, her ears were greeted with awe and wonderment as the congregation exclaimed “Jesus! Look at the size of those!”

Matthew.