Female Voice: Today was a day of great darkness, indeed. I knitted all cloths, and all i find is a little orb that comes from a mouth of an animal. What good is this? Living with a name of Ann and owning this farm of mine. This mess of a jungle growing on the ceilings and a cow looking as if there was a new mow growing on the tip of a diamond. I've been called one heck of a steroid taker, but i haven't landed a single unfair play onto myself so what good is this.... this white round blank. It was not until i came to a store keeper. My eyes constantly flew about those sparkling glory. The store keeper glared at me as if she was going to hit me with a brown broom.

Store Keeper: What you hiding, you red bull?

My lips remained closed as these flashes greeted my eyes.

She stares at me with a slight change of an assault.

Store Keeper: You always were a mistake.

Me: Mistake? I worked for the freedom I deserve, and you said it.

Store Keeper: The only thing you worked for is for others to see you as a banshee. Now use the gift of the Lord. What is that behind your rotten back.

Me: It's none of even the birds importance.

The store keeper gripped the fishes of my body. She looked in shock of the plain old Earth.

Store Keeper: Christ.

Me: That ain't nothing of Christ.

Store Keeper: It's more than those multiple triangles.

Me: It can't even warm you with a hello.

Store Keeper: Why it is the Sun itself!

Me: Damn the Sun. Damn all of the galaxy and up the Earth.

Store Keeper: Your attitude is worth less than this Sun. Get your little stampede out of here.

I realized sooner that this little thing is blinding me each time the water flows to the bottom of the Earth. It is like a part of me. Every time the trees fell down in the forest, I think of it more. It's beautiful, precious, glorious, gracious... It's my property, my real property.

However, I feel as if this was a deceive. The morning after was the day I was a serpent. I wanted this so much, but i feel as if this is all i need. It's God. Mother always said that the precious diamonds shine for us. They love us. I had a disbelief. One day, I looked at the diamonds once more.. The volcanoes erupts as it ends in the final day.

Questions:

1. What is the symbol of diamond?

2. What is the symbol of pearl.