Why did you end up leaving the island?
āThis isnāt the easiest to talk aboutā¦ Remember me saying before how I had accidents with other ponies when surfing? Well, itās not like that was the only problem I ran into trying to live on the island. My size meant a lot of changes for the locals, and it was difficult for them to adapt. Like, letās see hereā¦ā
āFirst, I wasnāt able to go to school anymore. When I was too big to fit inside, I was still able to peek through the window a little bit and listen, but then it became ātoo much of a distraction for the other students.ā. I donāt think I was learning stuff too well like that anyway. It was a real bummer, though, because I liked some of the other foals. We tried to hang out afterschool and stuff, but their parents started to worry about how unsafe that might have been. So, uh, yeah, I wasnāt allowed to see them anymore.ā
āFood was another problem. The fisherponies and farmers had to work extra hard just so my parents could gather enough food for me every day. I donāt think they were too happy about that, especially because I donāt think they were rewarded for their labor. One day, the leader of the Earth Pony Farmerās Union paid a visit to my dadās hut for a meeting. I remember hearing a lot of shouting coming from there that day - mostly from the earth pony. He told my dad the rest of the farmers were threatening to strike unless they could have less of a workload every day. My dadās sorta stubborn, so he didnāt listen at first, but the farmers were determined to carry out their threats.ā āNow the only food we had to work with was what the fisherponies netted in, but after being forced to triple their efforts now, it was only about a week before they decided to strike, too. It was starting to become every pony for themselves, and the village was splitting apart. Thatās when my parents had to make the decision.ā
āOne morning, they took me to the beach at sunrise. They said they both needed to talk to me. At the time, I didnāt know why they needed to take me to the beach for it, or why the talk had to be so early. The short walk over was dead silent, which was a little worrying to me. Once we got there, my mom immediately started crying, so at this point, I was kinda freaking out. I laid down on the sand and let him explain.āāHe told me that he was sorry. I was confused, so I asked why, and he went on to tell me everything. My parents justā¦ didnāt know what to do. They didnāt know how to raise me - how to provide for me. Everypony else on the island was furious they had to suffer just because of me. They knew the only reason I was allowed to stay for so long was because I was supposed to be the new chief and kahuna. But, that didnāt matter to them anymore. My dad said they had no choice but to make me leave. He told me to fly east, and that Iād have better luck adjusting to life on the mainland, and so I did. I donāt think my mom could bring herself to say a word until the end. She said she loved meĀ and gave me a āgoodbyeā.āāI was pretty angry at them when I heard. I thought about staying around anyway, but if I wasnāt wanted, thereād be no point. I figured maybe my dad was right. I packed up the last of the food able to be provided to me in a makeshift bag, and set out for the mainland, never looking back at home. After hours of flying across the ocean, I landed on Equestrian soil for the first time. It was time to start figuring things out.ā
