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 Elephant's Child and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are:  five old phrases (adages?) that aren't heard much these days:

1. too many cooks spoil the broth

2. the apple of my eye

3. pie in the sky

4. not for all the tea in China

5. spill the beans

Here is my story:

As the general hubbub increased in volume and intensity, Mrs Gladstone took matters into her own hands and pounded on the piano keys, shocking everyone else into immediate silence.

Holding the microphone, she said “I believe what we have here is a case of too many cooks spoiling the broth! Everyone wants to be heard and everyone wants to have their choice. But if we don’t come to some sort of agreement, the talent show simply cannot go on.”

Jennie Sanders said, “I think we should all sit down and write our suggestions and ideas and”  “And what dear?” asked Mrs Gladstone. “Oh I don’t know,” said Jennie. “I just know that my Bonnie would love to be able to show off her tap dancing, she has been learning for three years now and is getting quite good. Perhaps we could combine a singing and dancing routine?”

“Great idea,” said Mrs Gladstone, “any suggestions for something with an easy rhythm?” “What about that old ‘pie in the sky’ song? Called a voice from the back.

“Do you mean the “High Hopes one with the ant and the rubber tree plant?” said Mrs Gladstone. “Yes,” said the unknown voice, “it is short and could lend itself to some easy tapping. How old is Bonnie?” “She is six,” said Jennie. “Who are you? Could you come forward please?” “Not for all the tea in China,” he muttered and ducked out through the side door.

“Does anyone know who that was?” asked Mrs Gladstone. ‘I’d rather not spill the beans,” said Angela Hammond, “but I did see his face and I know he doesn’t want to be seen, he has burn injuries, but I know he is a good person. His own grand daughter was the apple of his eye and she was of similar age to your Bonnie when she died in that fire, he tried so hard to save her.”

Everyone remembers this don't they?