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. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.
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 prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.
1. justice
2. mark
3. game
4. sleeping
5. rivers
6. human
and/or
these two pictures:
Here is my story:
I stormed into the living room as quietly as I could and hissed at the kids to please keep the noise down!
“Your mother is sleeping, these night shifts at the hospital are really hard and she needs her rest to continue as a functioning human. Now, what is all the grumbling about?”
Gillian got in first, “the TV guide,” she said. “I want to watch that new show tonight, Extreme Railways it’s called and they have some lovely old steam trains on there, I saw it advertised, but Terry wants to watch that dumb Justice League movie!”
“It’s not dumb!” yelled Terry then immediately clapped his hands over his mouth whispering “sorry dad.”
“Give me the paper,” I said. “You two go and play a nice quiet game somewhere outside while I decide what happens. At the very least I will be recording tonight’s episode of All The Rivers Run for your mother.”
Both kids wandered out to the backyard and veered off towards the table tennis table. I made a fresh coffee and sat down to look at the TV pages, instantly seeing what the kids hadn’t.
Their preferred shows were on at different times, so they could both watch both of them.
I marked a red circle at the start time of each of their shows, but decided not to tell them until dinnertime. I checked on Judy who was still sleeping, then took the clothes hamper from the bathroom to start a load in the washing machine.
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Nice story, balm for the nerves, Thank you.
ReplyDeleteCharlotte; I'm glad you liked it.
DeleteVery realistic, River. Again, your use of the words painted the picture. Good job! :)
ReplyDeleteLee; thank you :)
DeleteYay Dad. How I wish there were more of him.
ReplyDeleteElephant's Child; I know two like that and I'm sure there are more.
DeleteThat is how to solve problems, just calmly checking the facts. The kids will think he has the wisdom of Solomon.
ReplyDeleteArkansas Patti; if only more of us thought to check the facts before arguing.
DeleteYep, sounds like life with a person on the night shift. Very well told!
ReplyDeletemessymimi; I hoped I'd got it right, never having worked night shift myself although I did do a LOT of overtime hours and always came home to more housework.
DeleteHello dear River! I love seeing your blog again...(it's not your fault I haven't seen it! Ha!) I'm really trying to get back into the old beloved blog because I spend way too much time on Facebook and although there is a lot of good on it...there's way too much bad stuff. (The Americans all fighting about who is right and who is wrong about our government.) Anyway...I hope to spend more time blogging and I know I've said that many times before....
ReplyDeleteBecky; I know you don't I? it's been a long while, I had to think for a minute. Nice to see you here.
DeleteRiver, at first I thought you were kidding about "maybe" knowing me...but it really has been a long time. Like I said in my previous comment, I really do hope/plan to blog more!
DeleteYou do these well. I can see as I'm reading.
ReplyDeleteThe Happy Whisk; I'm glad you can 'see' it, that's what I'm aiming for.
Delete❤
DeleteVery nice story.
ReplyDeleteOh I do remember those night shifts at the hospital some years ago..brought back some nice memories R.
Margaret D; thank you. I've never worked night shifts, although did do plenty of overtime at the factories, sometimes getting home well after dark in the winter months.
DeleteMy dad worked on fright train and did rotating shift. When I was growing up a neighbor hood dad was working nights and we was to be out side. Well we snuck inside of the house and woke up the dad. Did we ever get into trouble...never told my parents what happen.
ReplyDeleteDora; it probably seemed funny at the time, but now you know you did the wrong thing.
DeleteClever story!
ReplyDeleteHubby´s Dad started off as a police officer and had night shifts, also, and Hubby was not allowed to make a beep.
These days kids yell their lungs out, especially the new neighbour ones, and the parents just don´t care. There might still be people working night shifts here! But the parents are dumb.
Iris Flavia; I agree, some parents need to learn to keep the kids quiet if there are night shift people living close by.
DeleteThose kids will be relieved about their shows!
ReplyDeleteMy grandma worked the night shift at a state mental hospital. When my sister or I was sick and needed to stay home from school, Grandma would lose some sleep, watching us during the day. At least she had time for a nap before going back at 11:00 p.m.
Val; I left a comment here yesterday, but it seems to have vanished and I don't remember what I wrote. But kudos to your Grandma, such a hard worker.
DeleteChildren always have a strong imagination about something.
ReplyDeleteI thought of the movie Justice League 🙂