Wednesday's Words on a Friday
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.
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 Wise Web Woman and can be found here.
a picture of a fox and
3. traffic lights
Here is my story:
"Haven't we arrived yet? We've been in the car for hours." whined Rodney from the back seat. "Don't be silly Rod," said Dad. "It's only been twenty minutes, we haven't even left the city yet. Look out the window and see the traffic lights, when you don't see those anymore, you'll know we've left the city limits."
Mum said, "and after that we still have at least two hours of driving before we get to the base of the mountain range, then we can take a break and look around, stretch our legs, before we drive to the camping area where the cabins are."
"That's going to take forever!" complained Rodney.
"It's going to be so romantic," sighed Felicity, fifteen years old and discovering boys could be quite nice after all. "I wonder if we'll see any real cowboys with horses and lassos and everything."
"I wouldn't mind a bit of horseback riding," said Maureen, who was eleven, "but you can have the cowboys to yourself. As far as I'm concerned boys aren't worth it," casting a sideways glance at nine year old Rodney.
"Of course we're worth it!" shouted Rodney. "Worth what anyway? What does that mean? and why is the city so darned big we haven't even left it yet?"
"That's enough," said Dad. "Marjorie, can't you do something to shut them up?" "It was your idea to drive, George, we could have taken the train," said Mum. "But I am regretting now that we agreed to make the holiday gadget free. We could have at least brought the Gameboys for the trip, then all we'd hear from the backseat would be pings and whistles."
"For hours," said Dad. "I'd be insane by the time we got there."
"I have an idea," said Felicity, "what about pulling over by the next set of shops and getting some comic books? They're not gadgets and they'll help pass the time." "Great idea," said Mum and immediately began looking ahead for shops.
Peace was restored with the purchase of a dozen comic books and a novel for Marjorie. As they neared the mountain range several hours later, the comics were stashed under the back seat and all faces were eagerly looking out of windows.
"Mum! Look!" cried Maureen. "A fox! Up on that little mound. I've only ever seen one in books."
"George, pull over, I'll get a photo," said Mum, scrabbling through the glovebox where she'd put the camera.