Okay, so this is taken from a political speech. I changed it for noughts and crosses.
This is from the point of view of a nought political figure. Cluts808 made me publish it, so you can blame her if you don't like it. Joke!
Note I don't own noughts and crosses or the quote.
And you call me Blanker?
I looked around at the sea of faces, both noughts and crosses, which had come to see me speak. This is how the world is supposed to be, mixed, black and white tougher, united for one.
"People," I began, "when I look around I see faces of all colour. All full of thoughts and ideas. None are Blank. Why then do some people need to say that I am a Blanker?
When you are born, you are black. When I am born, I am Pink.
When you are embarrassed you are black. When I am embarrassed, I am red.
When you are cold you are black. When I am cold I am blue.
When you are ill you are black. When I am ill, I am green.
When you die you are black. When I die I am purple.
And you call me blanker?"
All around me I heard cries. Cries of joy at what I had said, or cries of resentment. It was hard to tell.