Finding my heart song: a HAPPY FEETure

We are all weird. By theory. By default. By whatever others may based their judgment upon. I learned that since the time I realized I wasn't like the rest. That there are certain things I cannot find myself belonging to…or at least coming close to. And the weird part is that there are other "weird" people like me! That when us "weird" people overnumber the "normal" ones, they are the ones who fall beyond the bell curve! haha! Just like what we used to say among ourselves, "they are weird because we are many in this room compared with them."

Just like Mambo. He is judge not because his eyes are blue and his feathers haven't changed to the normal penguin color, but because he cannot sing just like any normal penguin does. That he is discriminated because of his lack of talent and not bacause of his different look. Now that is a different perspective! Little details that are embedded for the observant among us (or should we say, the weird one among us) to realize. I didn't realize that…Oday did! So does that make her a weirdo too??? And one more thing, that penguins can sing and have a heart song is another good thing about this movie! Who among the normal beings would ever think that a penguin who seems to wear a suit could be a singer by nature? Who normally has a song in his heart that distinguishes him from the rest of penguindom! and who needs this heart song to find his one true love!!! hehehehe…that's from the creative mind of another weirdo I guess!

I learned from this movie (some movies are meant to teach children values…and i did learn one from this) that being different doesn't mean something bad has to come out of it. That if one could just turn the norms around and look at things from a different view, then one can see that behind that weirdo is a brilliant mind! I am vocal in saying I am weird. That the set of friends that I have are a bunch of weirdos. That we see the world in a not-so-normal way. Because we don't offend anyone. We don't provoke them to kill us (which could eventually forfeit our insurance). And most especially, because we love being our normal weird selves. That saves us from all the looks that we get sometimes whenever we become just ourselves amidst normal people.

Now, i must end this. how? by sharing with you my heart song…

 Nowhere Man (The Beatles) 

He's a real nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.

He's a real Nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.