Today the Kohut's started out with some chores around the house. While doing one of these chores, which involved digging through the closets and drawers of our rooms to find clothes that fit us, my brother and I came up with a clever little contraption that was basically a time bomb. But instead of an explosion, it sent little toys every where, which happen to be a pain in the rear end to clean up. The first time this little machine was used, was when Nate threw it into my room. It only had a few objects inside and didn't go off that well. I made adjustments to the contents, which proved to be effective, as it took him several minutes to collect the little scattered peices. This was contiued, caused fighting and chaos, led to creation of more "weapons" (one of mine, which I'm quite particularly proud of, contains the wrappers of Easter candy, shredded into a bottle. It's still my secret weapon, as Nate doesnt know what I've made)
Now, the cut of the jib. We, two brothers, bundling with creativity, used it to make each other's lives harder. What if we used it for something more...useful. We could be coming up with ways to make pandemonium money or raise awareness, but today we spent it coming up with ways to irritate each other. Honestly, our sister is the only one who avoids these conflicts, but that must be because her rooms upstairs. Right? Something I now realize I have to work on, even though throughout the years teachers and parents alike having said "Start using your creativity to its full potential", I now know I have my work cut out. Finding out how to make world peace? Not there yet. Finding ways to help with my community and what's around me? Let's get started.
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