I am the Lily, the Yellow Power Ranger. I don’t really know a lot of details about myself, except that I am the cheetah on the Megazord and when we play, I hang out with the Orange Power Ranger most of the time. That is because Lennon is the Orange one, a unique character who is the most powerful one of all. Today Dai Shi kicked the green Power Ranger in the face and I thought he’d broken his jaw, but I was wrong.
Now comes the part I really can understand, the way it was explained to me by my four year old grandson.
‘You see, if Dai Shi broke a helmet, or a jaw, it could be fixed. Just like Uncle Drosselmeyer repairs the Nutcracker’s jaw when Clara’s brother breaks it. We could just tie something around him and he would be okay.” Power kicking and ballet, don’t they always go together?
I don’t get to do a lot as the Yellow Power Ranger. I make a lot of hot chocolate, coffee and waffles, but sometimes the Orange Power Ranger charges me up and I get to go fight really bad guys like the Ice monster or Fire creature. Today I tricked the ice monster into stepping into my fire and melting, then the Orange Power Ranger and I hauled him off in buckets to all parts of the earth so he can never reunite his parts.
While my character is busy cooking, or sleeping, or hiding, I do other things like standing up Power Rangers who have fallen over, or putting them on motorcycles, or assembling the Megazords. I am a combination girl and god in our adventures!
What is the point? Communication! Imagination! Fun! Who wouldn’t want to play with a bunch of teenage super heroes orchestrated by a four year old Power Ranger who dances like Baryshnikov?
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