Words for Wednesday
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by ME and can be found right here.
This week's words are:
1. controlled
2. strolled
3. belongings
4. shook
5. leather
6. reminded
and/or:
1. pedal
2. black
3. digs
4. sheepdog
5. sample
6. routine
use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.
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Sorry, not very inspired this week.
ReplyDeleteSally and Sarah are friends. Good friends. They are also chalk and cheese.
Sally strolled through life. She lived by her routines and had no need to hurry.
Sarah was the opposite. She, and her sheepdog Sam are controlled by impulse and determine to sample everything life has to offer.
Sally takes good care of her belongings. Every time she sees the scar on her favourite black leather bag she is reminded of the first time they met.
Sarah was running late. She hadn't even left her digs until after she was due at work. She had her head down and was pedalling furiously, not noticing Sam bounding along beside her. She crashed into Sally, knocking her down and, to add insult to injury, Sam grabbed Sally's precious bag and shook it viciously. It took both of them working together to convince Sam to give it up.
An unpromising start, but Sally just loves dogs and they have remained friends ever since.
An apology is unnecessary, EC. This is a good tale...and you used the words well. :)
DeleteWhat a way to meet! Yes, you'd have to be friends after that, or never speak again. How could it be otherwise?
DeleteElephant's Child; like Lee said, no apology necessary and the story is a good one. Chalk and cheese indeed, but opposites attract too and now they are firm friends.
DeleteMiss Sally South meets miss sarah North. very neatly written.
DeleteCharming story. Do I have to repeat that no excuses are neccesary :)
DeleteDelightful story. I really enjoyed it :)
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I called the sheep dog Charlie
DeleteHere is another true tale to incorporate this week's words.
ReplyDelete"The other day when going through my regular ROUTINE of parking my car in the same spot I always do when I visit the centre, right next to the trolley bay – I'm a creature of habit – I took my foot off the PEDAL, and put on the hand brake. All was well in the world of car-park parking.
With my car keys clasped securely in my hand, I reached across to my BELONGINGS, which included my brand new LEATHER wallet and fabric shopping
bags.
As I STROLLED towards the supermarket, I stopped short.
The friendly, smiling face looking out the passenger-side window of a nearby car was impossible to ignore. I paused to converse a moment or two.
The vehicle’s passenger SHOOK with excitement. I CONTROLLED my urge to hop into the car for a lengthier chat.
His exuberant behaviour REMINDED me of a wonderful couple of hours I’d spent 25 years previously when I was living in DIGS while working in the town of Collinsville.
Collinsville is situated amidst the coal-rich Bowen Basin.
I’d decided to sneak an hour or two off from work to visit the local agricultural show because I wanted to SAMPLE the atmosphere of the rural area.
The small town of Collinsville is surrounded by beef cattle stations, the majority of which nowadays muster by helicopter.
However, fortunately, the talents of the BLACK and white border collie, the naturally talented SHEEPDOG are still used on many properties, not only to round up sheep, but cattle, too.
Watching the sheepdog trials that sunny day is something I’ve never forgotten; and my smiling, new-found mate, a joyful black and white border collie, in the car, in the IGA car-park brought those fond memories to the surface."
Awww! Meeting up with a friendly dog is a bright spot in a day.
DeleteLee; this is beautiful. I often stop and say hello to dogs in cars myself, although many around here are guarding the cars and remind me in no uncertain terms not to come any closer.
DeleteI was having a chat with a dog in a car outside the supermarket one day...and a woman walked by...she gave me the strangest look. The look she gave me made clear her thoughts about me! lol But I didn't care! :)
DeleteI too chat to dogs (and cats) on my perambulations. And if people sneer I let them.
DeleteGreat story.
True stories occasionally need embellishment , not this one. great stuff Lee.
DeleteHow can you NOT talk to the dogs (and cats, cows, horses, donkeys, maybe even the birsd and bees), it's rude not to reply when spoken to ;)
DeleteSo many people would take photos of my beloved dog Ansa in the car as she always sat in the driver's seat when the car was parked her eyes always straight ahead, on guard. Your story brought this back. I made so many friends that way.
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Not a writer but I enjoy other peoples stories.
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Merle; they are very clever stories aren't they?
DeleteI'm not a writer either, but I love inventing stories, poems and yarns to suit the weekly words. Actually I think very few of us are writers. We just love having fun ;)
DeleteMerle, i'm not a writer, either, but it doesn't stop me from trying and just having fun. No competition, just friends enjoying each others imaginings.
ReplyDeleteMy story will be here.
messymimi; we're all glad you join in and we enjoy your stories. I'll be over tomorrow when it is Wednesday there.
DeleteMy Words this week are posted on my blog. A sort of Dickensian yarn .
ReplyDeleteVest; I read it and felt so sad for that terrible existence. So glad you survived it though.
DeleteNext installment in my autobiography
ReplyDeleteUglemor; I'll pop over shortly.
DeleteCoffee is on and here is link to my story...http://peppylady.blogspot.com/2018/12/wednesday-meme-number-twenty-three.html
ReplyDeletepeppylady (Dora); I'll be over to read it in just a minute
DeleteI had fun with it this week, I put the story on my own blog. Thanks for these words, really got the imagination going.:)
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Wisewebwoman; welcome to drifting. I'll be over to read your story shortly. Still haven't written my own (*~*)
DeleteI will have to give some thought to these words.
ReplyDeleteSusan Kane; I look forward to reading what you come up with.
DeleteGood words this week..can think of a few lines :)
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel; does that mean you'll be joining us?
DeleteHello River. I found you through Elephant's Child. :) Here's my submission:
ReplyDeleteAnother routine morning he thought as he pedaled his way to work. His coworkers felt he was a bit off his rocker for making the six mile bike ride each morning and got their digs in every so often. Especially on those cold and rainy days. Still, to him, he wouldn't have it any other way. The bike ride kept the black clouds of depression away. If it meant being cold and wet, he didn't mind. It was worth it. Where else would he be able to take the dirt road where Shelley kept her sheepdog in her pasture? Every morning, he cycled past and threw him a sample treat he picked up from the pet store. Life was good.
Elsie
Elsie Amata: Love it. And hooray for anything which keeps depression away.
DeleteElsie Amata; welcome to drifting and thank you for joining us. I like your story and am reminded of the time long ago when I rode my bike everywhere, even in the rain.
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ReplyDeleteCindi Summerlin; coming right over :)
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