Words for Wednesday
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 Sean Jeating and can be found here
(Alex J Cavanaugh has not got back to me, this should be his month, so a big thank you to Sean for stepping in)
This week's words/prompts are:
1.dog 2.night 3.bed 4.knowledge 5.move
and/or:
1.years 2.stupid 3.help 4.craftsmanship 5.lost
use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.
Charlotte's colour of the month for November is Heavenly Blue
My own story will appear on this blog on Friday 7th
I'll be about it at some point today. Thank you, Sean, for stepping in.
ReplyDeleteMine will be over here.
Deletemessymimi; I'll be over in just a minute.
DeleteBon ús de les paraules.
DeleteJa he passat per casa teva. ;-)
Been there, wordworker. ;-)
DeleteI love that dog is one of the words. Happy Writing!
ReplyDeleteThe Happy Whisk; I do too, I have a dog in my current story, so maybe I can add another chapter.
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ReplyDelete"I ought one year to lie down like a dog by your bed every night, get up with you, and follow your every move all day long so that your knowledge isn't lost but can live on within me." I said this to my father-in-law many years ago. He smiled and his heavenly blue eyes sparkling said: "Son, you can be stupid. You just need to know how to help yourself."
Why would I mention the above?
It's a shame that so much 'simple' craftsmanship knowledge is getting lost.
Your father-in-law was wise as well as a craftsman.
DeleteSean Jeating; I agree with your father-in-law and with messymimi. The loss of craftsmanship is something that needs to be addressed not ignored. The old ones could teach the young, but many young don't want to know. Great story.
DeleteLes dues coses no són incompatibles, pots aprendre de la saviesa de la gent gran i aprendre a valdre't per tu mateix. ;-)
DeleteBonica història, Sean.
Aferradetes!
Hoh, again. This was true and my parents were not poor but strict, I hope I didn´t use these before, but that one thing haunted me for quite a while and I am afraid of dogs ever since, here goes and I look very much forward to a better story come Friday!!
ReplyDelete"My 'craftmanship' at 13/14 years old was delivering newspapers. A stupid idea, but I needed that to help myself getting more pocket money - my little Brother never had to, now, that I think of this!!!!
I went to one customer, was at the door nearly when a huge dog came from the garden - I had to move real quick (and ripped my jeans jumping over the fence).
That night I fell into bed with the knowledge I have to do it again - and be more careful! Did I feel blue!"
To Friday!!
No t'has de sentir trista, només has après la lliçó. ;-)
DeleteThe worst part of delivering papers back then was having to collect the money yourself, I am sure.
DeleteIris; I remember this, and I think it was unfair that you had to earn pocket money but your brother didn't. We never had pocket money at all. I am glad you got away from that dog.
DeleteSo you were a trendsetter; ripped jeans only became fashionable in this millennium. Bravo! ;-)
DeleteWhen I went to BED last NIGHT the DOG came with me. Boris slept on his bed on the floor, and it looks as if he didn’t MOVE all night as he was in the same position when I woke up this morning. Last night I read part of a book on KNOWLEDGE, so this morning I’m wiser perhaps.
ReplyDeleteEl que és cert és que vas llegir el llibre. ;-)
DeleteBon ús de les paraules.
Some of us stretch and move a lot, and some sleep quietly. I'm sure it also goes for some animals.
DeleteMargaret D; lovely use of the words. When I go to bed the cat comes with me and sleeps on the bed or in the bed or sometmes just on my pillow. I only read fiction, no knowledge to be gained there.
DeleteThank you.
DeleteSuch a dog I had in mind. ;-)
DeleteThank you, Margaret.
La NIT es tancava sobre el llogaret, mentre un GOS vagava entre les ombres. El seu lladruc ressonava a l'aire, com un ressò d'un coneixement oblidat. Sense un lloc on descansar, s'apropà a un LLIT improvisat fet amb cartrons.
ReplyDeleteANYS enrere, compartía un altre llit que havia estat el refugi d'un savi ARTESÀ, a qui l'entesa del món l'havia portat a crear meravelles sota el BLAU CELESTIAL. No obstant això, la saviesa s'esvaí en el temps, deixant darrere del seu nom només un rastre de records. Se sentia PERDUT, atrapat entre el desig d'adquirir CONEIXEMENT i la sensació de ser de vegades un ignorant davant de la vastitud de l'univers.
El gos MOVIA la cua amb la gràcia de qui buscava AJUDA, aliè a la seva pròpia solitud. Era ESTÚPID pensar que podria trobar respostes en un lloc tan desolat. Però al racó de la seva ment, una espurna d'esperança cremava... Potser, només potser, el destí li tenia preparat una trobada amb un nou amic per compartir vida...
Aquí vos deixo el meu.
Moltes gràcies!
This story is sad but hopeful, it would be lovely if the dog found another home.
Deletesa lluna; this is wonderful, I hope the dog finds a new friend. I know well the feeling of lost wisdom and feeling ignorant and sometimes even stupid.
Deletemessymimi, River :
DeleteMoltes gràcies!
El gossos són molt intel·ligents, segurament trobarà un altre amic. ;-)
"You're very perceptive, young Master Thalion. He is indeed someone from my life, my past, although I don't know if I could identify him as one of the cowardly dogs that beat me that night. To be honest, I'm not sure I would have been able to identify them even then. I'm not sure who he was exactly, I only know that there is a sense of familiarity about him that causes my hackles to rise when he is about."
ReplyDelete"Kael has, or rather had, that effect on most people who meet him. He's changed a great deal from the boy I grew up with who used to bully his way around the playground."
"So, you believe he has changed?"
"I believe I'm giving him the benefit of doubt for now, Vondran. I think something happened to him while he was gone that frightened him a great deal, and if it caused him to change some things in his personality, then I'm willing to give him a second chance. I think he realized that he had made himself a very uncomfortable bed of lies and enemies, and that whatever happened to him gave him the knowledge needed to move past his younger years and grow up some. We've all made stupid choices in our lives, and we've all been grateful for another chance to get the help we needed to change."
"You never cease to surprise me, Thalion. Your maturity and knowledge, even without my assistance and craftsmanship in preparing you to become a future king, are not lost on me. Now, before we rejoin the others, we should gather some wood for the fire. The cold is settling into your bones, and it is going to be what we called a three-dog night once upon a time."
"I should think that in our case it would be a four-dog night. One to keep each of us warm."
"Indeed."
Cindi; I like this very much, I like the whole story so far. Along with maturity and knowledge I think Thalion has a good amount of common sense too. He will make an excellent King.
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