Monday Memory....My Life as a Brown Bunny!

I have always been a person who embraced life with great exuberance and gusto. Life was a daily mystery with strange and delightful twists and turns. My world was a safe place where strangers smiled at children, neighbors knew your name and it was safe to play outside till the street lights went on. Life was simple and pleasant.

 I loved kindergarten because you could color, cut with scissors, play with other children and sing. I loved to sing and what I lacked in musical ability I made up for in volume. I was thrilled to find out that my class would be able to sing two songs in my school's Christmas program.

 We practiced our two songs for weeks before the performance. I knew those songs backward and forwards! I could sing louder and longer than all my friends! Imagine my surprise and delight to be singled out with four of my peers for a special assignment the day before our big day.

 My teacher called the five of us over and explained that life was composed of "White bunnies and Brown Bunnies". "White bunnies," she said, " get up on the stage and sing, but brown bunnies are special! " "Brown bunnies get to act!" Did she say Act?

 A star was born instantly that day! I had grand dreams of being a dancing snowflake or prancing elf! My teacher had chosen me! My parents would be so proud! My sister would be envious of my success! We all eagerly awaited our new assignments with breathless anticipation. 

" Tomorrow night," she said, "While all the other white bunnies are singing I want you brown bunnies to act like you are singing but don't utter a sound. It's our secret, so don't tell the white bunnies! Let's see if anyone notices!

" The night of our school's Christmas program came and went. My class performed jingle bells and one more song. The White bunnies sang and the brown bunnies acted their little hearts out. The five of us became Opera soloists without ever uttering one note. Pavarotti could learn from our performance. We opened our mouth wide, gestured frantically, and swayed with the music. We threw ourselves into our roles and for that brief moment, we were stars!

 Later that night my older sister asked me why I was swaying and jumping around on the stage looking like a wide mouth bass out of water. I told her my secret.....I was special, I was a brown bunny!

 Had she been older and wiser perhaps she might have let me have my moment of stardom, but reality is cruel, and she told me that brown bunnies can't sing and my teacher didn't want us to drown out the other kids. So I've spent my most of life knowing that I am a Brown Bunny.

 Brown Bunnies don't sing, Brown Bunnies don't......(you fill in the blanks). I've lived my life with the brown bunny mentality..... I've finally decided that brown bunnies are special.....we have a rare ability to not take life so seriously. We sing off-key, we dance to the music in our head, we laugh inappropriately, we love intensely, we celebrate each day and each moment. Little did I know that my kindergarten teacher gave me a great gift...Hi, my name is Kathy and I'm a brown bunny!