Falafelosophy Arthur

# Every day when you're walking down the street

# Everybody that you meet has an original point of view

-# And I say hey

-Hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day

# If you could learn to work and play

# And get along with each other

# You've got to listen to your heart Listen to the beat

# Listen to the rhythm Rhythm of the street

# Open up your eyes Open up your ears

# Get together and make things better By working together

# It's a simple message and it comes from the heart

-# Oh, believe in yourself

-Believe in yourself

-# For that's the place to start

-Place to start

-# And I say hey

-Hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day

# If you can learn to work and play and get along with each other

# Hey, what a wonderful kind of day

# Hey, what a wonderful kind of day Hey! #

Hey, DW!

-Hey!

-Whoa!

DOG BARKS

Thank you, thank you. Isn't it great to be appreciated?

But a lot of big achievements didn't get a round of applause

when people first found out about them. Like Galileo.

His revolutionary ideas got him into a lot of trouble.

The sun does not revolve around the Earth,

rather the Earth revolves around the sun.

Ha! That's ridiculous.

Everyone knows that everything revolves around me.

Take him away.

HE GASPS

Even the composer Ludwig van Beethoven

wasn't a huge success right away.

One teacher thought he was a hopeless case.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

It's terrible. You should quit now. Take up another instrument.

Something easy, like the harmonica. Better yet, don't be a musician.

Maybe you could become a worm picker.

Oh, and there are no refunds for this lesson!

Pay at the front desk.

And there are other famous people who had tough starts, like...

Here. I'm giving you half a star for the opening of this show.

One star is usually the lowest you can get, but I made an exception.

You're wrong! This opening was great,

but the show will be even better. I promise.

Oh, just start it already.

What you seek will be found. Trust ghosts.

Trust those that you have helped to help you in their turn.

Trust dreams.

Trust your heart and trust your story.

-What's your name?

-Sue Ellen.

-Are you a writer, Sue Ellen?

-Um, well, kind of.

I keep a journal and there are some stories in there.

But I really like drawing and doodling too,

so I don't know what that makes me.

It makes you very creative. Ever try your hand at a graphic novel?

No. What's a graphic novel?

It's a novel told with pictures,

or a comic book with a longer story if you like.

-Here's one that was adapted from my book.

-Thanks!

It might inspire you. No, no, it's on the house.

When your graphic novel gets published,

you can give me a free copy. Deal?

Deal.

Freaky, but cool.

Sue Ellen's graphic novel.

SHE YAWNS

It is the roundness of the falafel, of the pitta, of the planet -

roundness is wholeness, wholeness is oneness. You understand, yes?

Er, yeah, sure.

-Could I have hot sauce with that?

-No. White sauce is better for you.

You have too much fire in blood.

Mmm! Perfect!

Huh, maybe I do have too much fire in blood.

Hi, Mr Contabulous. One with everything, please.

Is true. We are all one with everything.

-No, I meant...

-But everyone is different also.

There is pitta people, there is pizza people.

Pitta people, round like pitta. Pizza people, very pointy,

always must make point.

Hmm, round people and pointy people.

This I call falafelosophy. You understand?

Not really, but I like it.

What if there was a world filled with only circles and triangles?

-Ow!

-Ha-ha-ha!

-And then...

-Oh, this is silly!

-I was quite enjoying it, actually.

What are you doing in my falafel?

Well, this is a fantasy. Here, this will help.

Cue special effects!

There, much clearer.

Don't judge your story, you've just started it.

I know, but circles and triangles - who's going to like that?

You never know. You can't assume your audience are all squares.

Ha-ha! OK, scrap that joke.

Bit before your time. Anyway, trust your heart.

Trust your story.

OK, I'll give it a shot.

Mmm! Delicious!

Once upon a place, there was a happy time

when happy circles spun endlessly and beginninglessly,

and there was no circle more circular than the Great Contabulous!

Falafelosophy!

Nearby, the triangles gathered to argue their points.

-Point! Point, point, point...

-Point, point, point...

-Point, point, point...

-Point, point, point...

They were so consumed with their arguing, that they had never noticed

their circular neighbours, until Triangulops dropped in.

-Aargh!

-Point them!

The triangles finally found something they could all agree on -

circles didn't have any points, they just circulated,

and that really annoyed the triangles.

-Point, point, point.

-The circles and the triangles didn't know it yet,

but soon they would be engaged in a great battle -

the battle of the shapes.

-I don't get it.

-Well, it's just the first chapter.

-I wanted my graphic novel to be really simple...

-Graphic novel?

-What's that? A novel with graphs?

-It doesn't sound very marketable.

A graphic novel is a narrative work

where the story is largely conveyed to the reader with pictures.

It still doesn't sound very marketable.

But who are the circles? Am I a circle?

Actually, you're more of a triangle. Now, Buster, he's a circle.

That is so untrue! I'm very circular. How could you think I'm a triangle?

For the record, I refuse to be categorised by a geometric shape.

I'm sorry, but we can't publish this.

I didn't ask you to publish it, I just asked you to read it.

-Do you think I'm a triangle?

-Please, you're the pointiest person I know.

Ahem! I hate to disturb you, but your smoothie is getting warm.

You don't want to be stuck with a warm smoothie.

It's like drinking fruity bath water.

I'm not thirsty.

Look, writing can't just be about pleasing other people.

You've got a story to tell and you're the only one who can tell it.

I know, but I want them to like it.

Of course you do,

but sometimes it takes a while for people to appreciate something new.

Don't give up.

Thanks!

On a night with no moon, the triangles kidnapped

the Great Contabulous.

Point! Point! Point! Point! Point! Point! Point! Point!

Chapter six. Despite all the pointing done by the Triangulops,

the Great Contabulous would still not deny his circularity.

The moon reminded him that much in the universe was round,

and if triangles ever came together, they too could form a pie.

The battle was in full swing. The triangles charged at the circles.

The circles bounced on the triangles.

Hey, Shakespeare, be in moment not in book.

Oh, sorry. I was just finishing a chapter.

-Glad to see you're still writing.

-You're very big today.

Shouldn't you be in my falafel, or cereal, or something?

-SHE GASPS

-You're the real Neil.

It depends on what you mean by real. But, yes, according to my passport,

I am almost definitely Neil Gaiman. How's the book coming?

Great! Actually, terrible. Do you have five minutes?

Here, with extra hot sauce. Your blood is cold.

Now I'm up to chapter eight, where it looks like the triangles

have won the battle and I really like it,

but no-one else will understand it.

I think it sounds great! Can I take a look at it?

Really? Would you? I love... Wait. Where is it?!

-SHE GASPS

-I left it at the falafel truck!

You can't just abandon your falafel like that. Sue Ellen!

I gave book to your friends, rich one, bossy one and big head.

Pizza people. They go that way.

Go after her. She is great writer of falafelosophy. Wait!

You need more fire. Go! Go!

I'm too late! They've read it and they obviously think it's terrible.

< You're completely wrong.

The triangles are the ones who get things done in the world.

They have a narrow point of view. See, that's the whole metaphor.

I'm seeing a 3D movie.

We need a good British actor for evil Triangulops.

He's not evil, he's misunderstood.

Your friends don't think it's terrible.

They may or may not understand it,

-but they certainly think it's interesting.

-They do?

You know what I want to know, what happens next?

Ah! The three magic words that every writer always wants to hear -

what happens next?

I think you'll be giving me that free book some day.

And the triangles learned that they needed circles

to remind them of wholeness.

And the circles learned that they needed triangles

to remind them of pointiness, and they all lived happily ever before,

which is the same as after, just in reverse.

# Every day when you're walking down the street

# And everybody that you meet has an original point of view

# And I say hey, hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day

# What a wonderful kind of day Hey! #