The letter for today is: K, where I feature kudos and kiwifruit.
We yearn for other people to recognize what we've achieved—only if our action was good, of course. Not many criminals court kudos. I want whoever reads this to know that I planned, composed and constructed my own unique way of dealing with the A - Z topic. Yet, throughout history, many people go unrecognized.
People import vegetation from other countries all the time. The plants grow, given the right conditions. The gooseberry tree, which once grew in China, migrated with the help of humans to New Zealand. And so Chinese gooseberries became kiwi fruit. To whom do we attribute the miraculous success—the kudos?
Many of the best discoveries are made by people whose identity is lost over time. For instance, who found out which mushrooms are poisonous and which are good? The dead get no kudos.
One of the greatest poems ever written, Desiderata, is by author unknown. Yet, the lack of kudos doesn't, in any way, detract from the content.