My A to Z Challenge: Micro fiction, using 300 words or less, inspired by selected words along with a photo for inspiration. The words were chosen in reverse order from this lesson plan page.
(For example, for the letter A it was the 26th word on the list, for Z it was the 1st word on the list)
(For example, for the letter A it was the 26th word on the list, for Z it was the 1st word on the list)
"Guess what I learned today?" my eight year old son asked me at the end of a very long and very trying day at work.
"Um, what?" I continued preparing dinner as he bounced beside me excitedly.
"Can I do it? Can I, Mom? I'll be really careful, I promise."
It was the words 'be careful' that got my attention. I stopped and wiped my hands, taking the opportunity to sit down for a minute. "So what did you learn today?"
"I wanna make a pen."
"A pen?" I was still a bit perplexed, blame it on fatigue.
"A quill pen! We learned how they did it in school today and I remembered the feather I got at the turkey farm last year. So can I? Please?"
I stood and turned back to getting dinner ready. "We'll see. Right now I need to fix dinner. Do you have any homework?" My back to him, I never saw the look of disappointment in his face.
"It's already done."
"That's good. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
I was almost done with the dishes when I remembered the conversation. "Scott, can you come in here?"
"I'm watching my show. Can it wait?"
"No, please come here now."
He shuffled in, dropped into a chair and let out a huge sigh. He tipped the chair back onto two legs, knowing how that irritated me.
"Four legs, please." The chair landed with a thump. "Thank you. Now, before dinner you were telling me that today you learned how to make a quill pen. Let's go over the details and maybe we can make that our new project."
His eyes lit up. "Can I get my feather?" I nodded and he raced out and returned with the turkey feather.
I smiled and my fatigue melted away as he outlined what needed to be done. "Let's do it!"
UGH - this reminds me of my grand-baboos when their parents are on their darn PHONE. All that little excitement needs to be paid attention. I'm sure I was that mother, too, but I see it differently as a grandmother.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly what you mean...thanks for stopping by, Wendy.
DeleteI can relate. Good for her for going back to help him though. Nice story.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janet.
DeleteSweetly reminiscent. I remember doing that. And then I destroyed the quill by using too much pressure when I wrote with it.
ReplyDeleteI remember my kids doing it, too.
DeleteThanks for commenting on my blog. I love this theme and the story. Someone mentioned something about cellphones. I see it all the time and it drives me nuts.
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid it's not going to change. All we can do is try to be more present with our family and friends.
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Ha! I wish they taught us in school how to make a quill... I have always wanted one!
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Heck, give it a try. There are a ton of how-to videos & articles online. ;)
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We did that back in the "old days", it was good fun!
ReplyDeleteAre these stories made up or is there really a curious 8yo? You should make your own invisible ink and write secret messages :-)
Have a wonderful Easter Weekend!
https://thethreegerbers.blogspot.com/2019/04/under-arrest-q-is-for-quiz.html
All are made up although some, like "instrument", may be influenced by memories. Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteOh my that was so sweet and kind of you:) I am glad you called him back and such a cute story:)
ReplyDeleteThis was fun to picture....admit I'm glad we didn't have internet/cell phones/tablets when I was raising kids!
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