Wednesday's Words on a Friday
On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.
We have taken over this meme from Delores, who had been having computer problems.
This month the meme continues here, with words supplied Olga Gadim.
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.
Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or images. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. We would really like it if as many people as possible joined in with this fun meme.
If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that we can come along and read your masterpiece.
I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.
It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?
This week's words are:
Here is my short story:
As the days got hotter, tempers grew shorter and often flared over the silliest things.
It began with a simple conversation, but soon their game was forgotten as Jimmy yelled at Tom, "You're just a big hoaxer! You don't know what you're talking about!"
Tom pushed at Jimmy and yelled back,"I do so too know! Turtles and tortoises are the same! My grandpa said so!"
The girls backed away from the nearby hopscotch squares and Helen said to Kate, "Go and get someone, one of the teachers."
Wendy said to Helen, "I bet they get sent to the lonely corners."
Kate ran off and was soon back with Mrs Goodwin, who grabbed the collar of each of the boys, who were just beginning to hit each other, and marched them into the cool of the library room.
"Now which of you is going to tell me what this is about?" she asked. Both boys yelled at once, something about Grandpas, turtles and tortoises, the yelling so muddled Mrs Goodwin couldn't make sense of it.
She shushed both boys and led them to the teacher's lounge where the science teacher, Mr Fairweather, was sipping an iced coffee.
"Mr Fairweather," Mrs Goodwin began, " I was just wondering if you could solve a little argument?"
"Come on in boys," said Mr Fairweather. "What is the subject of this argument?"
Tom said, "My Grandpa told me tortoises and turtles are the same. He said they both have hard shells and live in water. Jimmy said he's wrong. He said my Grandpa is wrong!"
"I see," said Mr Fairweather. "Well, he is partly right, but also partly wrong. I'll explain. They do both live in water and have hard shells, they can also come onto land for a short while, that is they can breathe air too. There is one major difference. Here, come and look at this painting in the book I've been reading. Look closely, what do you see?"
Both boys said they couldn't see any difference. "Look at their feet, these animals have claws. They are tortoises. Turtles have flippers for swimming. There's a picture a few pages further."
Their argument was forgotten as quickly as it started, in the cool of the teacher's lounge, they sat at a table and read parts of the book while looking at the pictures. "I'll have to tell Grandpa," said Tom.