This last week, while enjoying a sunny afternoon working on some rather stimulating homework, I spotted a bee. Not just a fuzzy fat pollen sucking honey bee -no, this was one of those nasty yellow jackets. Yet, I continued to work without a care. I mean they're everywhere, and usually if you ignore the buzzing yellow insect all is well. I did just that. While brainstorming on my white sheet of paper, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my foot! I lifted up my crossed legs and noticed a merciless insect was piercing my skin. How did I not notice it crawl underneath my legs?! I yelped quite loudly and gave the impression to others around me I was going crazy. Imagine watching a girl scream swatting at thin air, i'm positive it would be somewhat hilarious to behold.
Anyway, by now your probably wondering how this even remotely relates to being extraordinary. Your absolutely right an incident such as this is quite common, dare I say it ordinary and far from amazingly wonderful. My point is, how crazy it is that an insect the size of a peanut can sting you with such ruthlessness and inflict such pain.
Now isn't that extraordinary?