Forrest gump

A feather drifting in the wind, a small feather going with the flow, a feather that symbolizes something special, this story is about a man called Forrest, Forrest Gump who didn’t have a clue about the world, he saw new things, tried new things and he always liked to each chocolates. 

The feather landed on a pair of shoes, dirty shoes and it left a dirt stain on the feather and the person picks it up and looks at it for a minute or 2 and then places it into his favorite book ‘Curious George’ as he waits for the bus to see an old friend he meets new people along the way, first there was a lady who came of the number 4 bus reading a people magazine. 

“Hello my name is Forrest, Forrest Gump” he introduces himself to the lady who sat silent “Would you like a chocolate?” he offers as he chews one in his mouth he explains at the same time “Momma always said like is like a box of chocolates, you never know what your gonna get.” Forrest continues to eat the chocolate while he looks at her shoes “Those must be comfortable shoes, I bet you could walk with them all day and not feel a thing” a couple of minutes later she replies “my feet hurt” and he thinks for a moment “Momma always said you can tell a person by there shoes, where they go, where they been, I can remember my first pair of shoes. 

*Flashback* 

When Forrest was little, he had a disability to walk so his momma took him to a special clinic to get braces on his legs, they was his first magic shoes “Alright Forrest, you can open your eyes now” Dr Raymond said with a cigar in his mouth “His legs are strong Mrs Gump, the strongest I’ve ever seen” While Forrest was walking for the first time in his life his momma was talking to the doctor, they both left after 5 mins of explanation from Dr Raymond while we were walking my leg got stuck between the medal of the drain and momma had said “Sometimes we do things in life that just don’t make no sense” after she pulled my foot out, a bunch of people were watching and momma didn’t look too happy “What are ya’ll staring at? Haven’t you seen a little boy with braces on his legs before?” Momma always had a way to under stand things. 

While we were walking momma said “Don’t ever let anybody tell you they’re better than you Forrest, if god intended us to be the same, then we would all have braces on our legs, we lived a about a quarter of a mile off Greenbow, Alabama in a small route which momma’s grandpa’s grandpa’s grandpa came about from the ocean about a thousand years ago, something like that, before we reached the door momma repeated “Don’t worry, Forrest you are no different, your the same as everybody else”