© Jenny Kuri 2010
The first thing I noticed about Sien was his eyes. He could look a lion in the mouth and that lion would woo. Who wouldn't? If Sien looked me in the eyes and asked, I would follow him to the moon. When Sien realized that he was all eyes and nothing else to everyone he met, he quickly tired of ladies and lions falling in love with his gaze. He adorned himself with a red cape and hat hoping it might mask him from onlookers. He began to look down all the time. Down for days and weeks, and then months until he forgot what he looked like. Finally, Sien glimpsed his reflection in a window and found himself looking different. He had turned turquoise and his hair had grown wildly, he was all together soft and fuzzy. Sien liked his reflection. When someone asked him how he was he said, "things are looking up!"Written by Tessa Francesca