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My mother enjoys the color purple. She has purple blouses, purple jewelry, purple coats, and purple dresses. She likes the color purple because the color makes her feel glamorous when she wears it. She says, “The color makes me feel special while having a mysterious air.”
I am indifferent to most colors. Most of the time I’m more focused about colors clashing and whether I’ll be too warm or too cold. However, I am sensitive to wearing plaid pants and striped shirts together. Whether a shirt is brown, purple, or blue is almost immaterial to me. However, one color I really don’t like to wear is pink.
Centuries ago, the color purple signified royalty. Kings and Queens use to adorn themselves in purple robes. The color purple used to be extremely hard to make. Because the color was so hard to dye the color became an expensive fabric. Usually, only rich people could afford to buy purple cloth.
Now, in the twenty first century, we find the color that once signified nobility and spirituality also signifies commercialism. Some colleges use the color purple as part of the school’s color. East Carolina University and Abilene Christian University use purple and white as their school colors. I find purple in kool-aid packages in grocery stores. I find the color purple on candy wrappers, jars of jelly, and on concentrated juice cans. When I find the color purple in a food store or a convenience store it usually signifies the flavor grape, not nobility.
When our extended family gets together we all usually sit down for a meal. One Saturday morning, a few cousins and uncles sat down for a large brunch. The meal included eggs, pancakes, sausages, coffee, rolls, and juice. We had run out of orange juice so I substituted orange juice for grape juice.
My mother had set a beautiful table for everyone using her fine table linen with her best tableware. Our large family rarely sits together so for her this was a wonderful festive occasion making her feel like only the best would do. Just before the meal most of the women were scurrying around in and out of the kitchen trying to make sure everything would be ready at one time. The men added small foldup tables to the large table and brought out chairs from all corners of the house so everyone could sit together.
The meal started out great, but as luck would have it, we had a mishap. As I was carrying a plateful of pancakes to the table my younger cousin plowed into my back causing me to slam into the main table. Several small juice glasses, filled with grape juice, toppled over.
My sister screamed at me, “You stupid clumsy oaf.”
Quickly, everyone got up and helped to remove the linen table cloth. While my mother was boiling water and I was stretching the table cloth tightly over a pot while sprinkling salt over one of the stains, my sister said, “I hate the color purple. Purple stains are so hard to remove.”
My mother replied, “Yes, stains are hard to remove, but we have accidents all the time. But something said in anger can be a harder stain to remove from a relationship than this purple stain on my fine yellow table cloth.”
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