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 Lissa and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. premonition 2. onion 3. temperature 4. seventh 5. weirdo

Next month's words will be supplied by me right here on this blog

Here is my story:

“There he is,” snickered Jerry, "walking around like he’s something special, a seventh son of a seventh son, he says,” to me that just means they all have far too many kids, so it’s no wonder he only has second hand clothes!”

“Probably third or fourth hand clothes,” giggled Billy, holding his fat belly so it wouldn’t jiggle. “Look at the patches on his knees and elbows!”

“Seventh weirdo of another seventh weirdo I reckon,” said Jerry.

“Hey Greg!,” he shouted, “going to give us a premonition? Huh?”

Greg slowly turned towards the two bullies and stared at them calmly. “It’s a premonition you want is it now?” in his lovely lilting Irish accent. “I’ll give you a premonition. Both of you will fail badly in today’s math exam.”

Shocked, Jerry and Billy stared at each other. “Math exam??” they both shrieked at once. “That’s today??” Jerry felt his temperature rise and ran his fingers around inside his collar as his face flushed red while Billy fought hard to keep his suddenly queasy stomach under control.

Gregory strolled on while quietly muttering “and your apples shall taste like onions.”