My Old Bike – The Color of Envy

The Color of Envy

Envy, or jealousy, can cause a person to do things contradictory to their personality. 

Intense envy can turn into hate, anger, or violence if it is not dealt with constructively.

But used properly, envy can be a motivator!

Moral of the Story

Don't let envy get the best of you... Use it to help set goals.

It would have been much easier on Frankie, and his front tire, if he would have discussed his feelings with his parents.

Talking Points

  1. Why is envy typically depicted as the color green?
    It might have something to do with jealousy and Shakespeare. Try Googling "green with envy and Shakespeare".
  2. Why did Pretty Paulette slug Frankie in the arm?
  3. Why didn't Frankie's parents just buy him a new bike?
    There are several reasons!

Vocabulary

All definitions may be found at Google.com:

  1. Hodgepodge
    A confused mixture.
  2. Torment
    Cause to experience severe mental or physical suffering.
  3. Camouflage
    The disguising of military personnel, equipment, and installations by painting or covering them to make them blend in with their surroundings.
  4. Audience
    The assembled spectators or listeners at a public event, such as a play, movie, concert, or meeting.

Personal Note

Back in the late 1960's early 70's I had a green bike similar to Frankie's. It was a hand-me-down that I did my best to keep rolling. The day that I decided to see how far in the air I could fly, was nothing like Frankie. I was actually on my way home from a friends house when I saw that jump way, way , way down the hill. I remember lifting off like a jet plane from an aircraft carrier. But it wasn't long before gravity brought me back to Earth. The front tire was the first to touch down. It wasn't long before the back tire connected. Thankfully my feet slipped off the peddles, keeping me from falling sideways. But the damage was done. Both wheels were fine, the handlebars were pushed down a little, and the sissy bar holding the seat was still straight. It was the frame! Cracked on one side of the front and completely separated in the back.

Luckily my grandfather found a old bicycle frame at the dump. He helped me take the usable parts off my old bike to build a new one!

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