/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / ºÝºÝߣShare feed for ºÝºÝߣshows by User: yvetteann7 https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-yvetteann7-48x48.jpg?cb=1523514754 I am Cookie Monster I am gluttony’s child. Even though I am already full, I continue to eat. With my googly eyes and mile wide-mouth, I long to digest all of the world’s resources. I am Mr. Snuffleupagus As a child I knew I existed. The children I played with recognized my existence. But as a grow-up, I don’t know. I must constantly re affirm my concreteness. People around me proclaim that I am invisible, they consider me insignificant. I have to continuously prove myself. As a child I could believe in the existence of things which I did not see- I had innocence and faith. But as a grown-up, even seeing does not necessarily mean believing. I am Oscar the grouch I hate being with