The Ponderous Pea

Under the wrath of a mothers pod, came a diligent minuscule creature that was risen in order to express his radiant charm across his relatives. His mother adored looking at his freshly clear face and the thought of growing up never occurred to her. It seemed like light-years away but ultimately wasn’t her main concern. The activities of knitting clothing and illuminating warmth gave her a purpose from which the gods blessed her with. Every tick from the clock was a tick that was worthwhile due to the eagerness of providing affection. Two years have passed and the ponderous pea had developed quite abundant, the trial and error of walking carved the way for improvement in which he did. The joys of being present and lively made her backtrack her personal goals in order to be alive once again. She didn’t ponder much about the crying or the messes when it had occurred. At a young age, affection wasn’t really guaranteed to her but rather earned which she vowed never to pass the tradition to the next generation. Her traumas were rigorous but this transformed how she perceived life as a whole. Psychological interpretations made her be her own self when becoming the provider. Three years have passed, the ponderous pea made his first appearance at an educational institution in which he excelled. She was ecstatic of the excellent progress being made by her pea. She had grown a little old but her mind became a haven of knowledge, knowledge which she wants passed down. Knowledge is a pivotal interpretation of many great figures in the world, which is now condensed into one. He might not be a baby anymore but her ponderous pea was growing up. Five years have passed, the ponderous pea has developed a sense of the world and now wants to explore the adventurous terrain ahead of him. Unfortunately, she knows about the dangers of the outside world that she so much desperately didn’t want her pea to know. His adventurous persona became a balloon ready to either be popped or exploded. She didn’t want this reality check to happen so early in the life cycle. Now an abundance of time felt like nothing, two years, one year and three years. Time becomes of the essence and now her pod will graduate. She reflects and wonders how she became so fragile. Was it her health or amount of wealth?