One time in pre-school, we were assigned a fruit bowl coloring page and I decided my bananas were to be purple. My teacher got mad, yanked the crayon out of my hand, and replaced it with a yellow. I picked up my purple again. She got mad and began to color my bananas yellow. Only my bananas aren’t yellow, they are purple. Purple. Thinking I was a malnourished child who’d never seen a banana, she told me what color they were in real life, and to her I said, “I know”. So my bananas turned out mainly purple with some random yellow where my correct-banana-color-obsessed-teacher had taken away my artistic liberties…this picture hung on the fridge proudly, laughing at my teacher who thought purple banans were ugly.

Screw you, correct-banana-color-obsessed-teacher.
screw.
you.