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 to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by River (that's me) and can be found right here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. jagged (not used)

2. corroded 

3. withdraw 

4. effective 

5. inked 

6. acres 

and/or: 

1. destruction 

2. inadequate 

3. ladder 

4. intrigued 

5. tangled 

6. swore (not used)

Here is my story: 

(a "filler" chapter leading into "The Twilight Terpsichoreans" from several weeks back.)

The conversation soon turned to the upcoming Full Moon Festival of Spring and what to do that would be different this year?  Several people suggested a parade though the streets, but as the past few years had the same, that idea was withdrawn pretty quickly. Gail’s mother, Rhonda Wilson, suggested putting on a play, which intrigued everyone and opened up a lot of discussion. What play? Something from Shakespeare? Something more modern? Would people learn their lines in time? Where would the play be held?

“There’s the biggest problem right there,” said Eric Mulligan. “Usually school plays are held in the Town Hall, which is set for destruction soon because the foundations have become unstable and the corroded roof leaks badly.” “What about the Church Hall?” asked Jenny Skinner. “Not big enough,” said Oliver Jameison, “probably the whole village would be the audience so the hall size is inadequate for that purpose.” “How much time have we got?” asked Sonya Harding. “If we do a play, we’ll need costumes. I’ve designed and sewn many costumes in the past, it was my career and I still have boxes of fabrics and trimmings, but I’ll need time for measuring and making.”

Khoral had been listening with interest and now suggested he could also help, as he was a musician and his family had once performed at many events, so he was sure he could help organise things. “I could design and have printed the programmes, as soon as you all decide what play you are doing. The type of play may also suggest a venue. For instance, the full moon would be an effective backdrop, if a performance was held outside. We won’t need acres of space, so perhaps in the park, or down by the riverbank?” “The park sounds good,” said Eric. “There are trees to hang lighting from, I’ll bring my biggest ladder for that and I have some tangled strings of Christmas lights that usually go up in the Churchyard at Christmas, I can get those sorted.”

“I’m having an idea,” said Sonya. “Instead of a play with lines to be learnt, what about a mini ballet? It doesn’t need to be perfect, there isn’t a school of ballet anywhere near here, but those taking part could just dance around, depending on what is needed.” “I can see you have something in mind,” said Rhonda, “so go ahead and tell us.” “Well, the Festival is for Spring, which indicates new life, so I thought we could use a few children, dressed as cocoons, then have them hatch out as butterflies and flit about the stage. I know I have plenty of tulle and other gauzy fabrics for wings”

“Bingo!” said Khoral. "We could call them The Twilight Terpsichoreans and title it Ballet in the Park. If everyone agrees, I can get the programme design inked up tomorrow so you can see it and suggest changes before I get a few dozen printed.” “This is quite exciting,” said Old Pete, “how can I help?” “We’ll need you to put up some of the programmes as flyers in the village and to drop some in letterboxes,” said Khoral, who was enjoying himself immensely. “All that’s left now is to contact the teachers who can suggest the children who would be willing to take part. How many should we ask for?”