The hot little owl

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The hot little owl

January 19, 2017
This disheveled little owl was sitting in the hotness and waiting for her dance class to start when the Very Beautiful Dance Instructor smiled hello at her and flicked open a fan (very dramatically.) As her hair floated softly in the breeze the Very Beautiful Dance Instructor confided to the little owl that she had been given lessons in the art of fan-flicking as part of her general dance education. The little owl was delighted (and excited) to hear that such an exotic skill existed and, thinking that her dishevelment might be reduced if she too could fan-flick, asked if she might try. Sadly, her flick-open-flutters made her look (very much) like a flunky wizard. ("What are you DOING?" another dancer asked as she dabbed and waved. "I'm fan-flicking," she said. "Ah. No, you're not," he said.) Disappointed, the little owl returned the fan to the Very Beautiful Dance Instructor and told her that fan-flicking was indeed a complex business. (And that for now, it seemed she would remain disheveled.)