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henrietta_fielding

Back To School Challenge: In The Pool

Back to school can mean different things, depending on circumstances...

At our local swimming pool, you can clearly perceive the pattern of the school year, especially during the holidays. It gets markedly busier at half terms and the Easter break and even at Christmas (if parents really don’t know what to do with their children on a bad day weather-wise, having steadily worked through all the seasonal movies in the nearby multiplex)! These are brief flurries...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Quest

At some point there will come a time. In a moment not of your choosing. You’ll know when. It was all borrowed time anyway. On loan, never to be owned. The path will grow more narrow. The light will grow dimmer. A soul once uplifting, now heavy and held hostage. Fear is just a lack of information. Your senses seek familiarity. The smell of fresh-cut grass on a Sunday afternoon. ...Read On

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Molly

And I Left

I couldn't bring myself to ask.

The bar was too noisy and people stood shoulder to shoulder. They were all vying for a place at the bar. Music filled the air and it mingled with the laughter and drunken ramblings of its patrons. I first spotted him as he entered the bar. His black hair was ruffled and his shoulders were hunkered in. The collar of his shabby, oversized peacoat was pulled up so high his face was...Read On

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elizabethblack

Back to School Challenge: High School Disaster Averted

The things that are done "for your own good"

High school is starting and I should be so excited. I am going to high school and my expectations are over the moon. Maybe just a little nervous ‘cause there will be so many students and teachers there I haven’t met. I don't know if any of my friends will be in my classes. Makes me nervous to have all new people. It still feels warm, but knowing the cooler autumn weather is just...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Back to School Challenge - Viewmaster Memories

Click-kuck Back-to-school 1st grade: A 6-year-old boy sitting on a desk. His shoes made of raggedy torn canvas as most play shoes were back then. Indiana snow shin-deep walking to school. A teacher calling him to the front of the class. Everyone laughing as she removed his wet shoes and socks and rubbed his feet to get them warm. He felt so ashamed and hated her that day. Only many...Read On

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LauraDanielle

Thomas Is A Tank Engine

I was sitting at the messy play table, with some freshly made playdough. I had the kids helping me roll it out and add colour to it. I had the usual mini rolling pins and cookie cutters out that my helpers were using. "My Nana is picking me up today," T said excitedly. "I'm going to stay at their farm." "My mummy is picking me up today," C replied. The two besties happily chatted...Read On

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maryruth

Take time to be

Listen to the silence You will hear volume Watch a storm Become part of it The rain has a message The wind a song Listen with your mind Feel with your heart Let it touch your soul Become one Look and see Take time to be Grow...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Moon Challenge - The Prince

There was no grand design. No all-powerful paranormal being calculating the “ifs” and “buts” of existence with pie charts and ledgers and a magic wand. It was through the destiny of random chaos and chance and proximity that the universe began sorting itself nearly fourteen billion years ago. Like marbles rattling around in a shoebox, meteors and comets alike began a relentless assault...Read On

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Adagio

The Arbor's Gate

The night had hung a full moon over the arbor's gate as the shadows migrate beneath trellises of wild roses and I saw an angel in my dreams as granny sang me lullabies as her tears flowed over empty teacups and her cuddle-ups the night grandpa didn't come home but an angel danced in soft shoes in a plate of grits and red-eye gravy as night hung a full moon over the arbor's gate...Read On

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The_reader94

Finding Life and Losing Faith

I can no longer view life the same way as before.

As we sat down sipping our tea from our teacup around the dining table, the sister superior welcomed and thanked us for volunteering to help them. The three of us were handed the guidelines, explaining to us the work we could help out with. I went through the list quickly, as the sister of the Missionary of Charity continued to explain to us the things we could help out with. After...Read On

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MikeStone

The Two O'Clock

“Stay your hand, kind sir, I implore you! I am your 2:00 o’clock client.

Professor Bartholomew Hartfeld sat in a tall leather-backed chair behind a dark mahogany desk. He looked irritably at the clock on the wall opposite his desk. His 2:00 pm was late. He flicked the button on the intercom. “Has my two o’clock called to say he’d be late?” Professor Hartfeld asked. “No, sir,” Marta answered. “Please let me know the moment he arrives,” the professor requested,...Read On

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Adagio

Puppy Dog Tongue

At dusk twilight and the sun crowns over the horizon of yesterday's song. I will remember the days of September when granny served blackeye peas and cornbread. Prayers were said and my puppy dog slurped with a puppy dog tongue. Vic Damone gave granny the vapors and Jim Nabors was on TV. Constipation was in, the chits were out at the old ball game. Cracker Jacks had a prize. Grandpa worked...Read On

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Ping

Oh Captain, My Captain

The other first date rite of passage...

Just like the besieging intestinal revenge felt after succumbing to that late night, tequila urge to munch on the mystery-meat-on-a-stick from that shady Acapulco street vendor, the visceral reaction to my son’s first date hit painfully hard, and sooner than expected. It’s happening and dad’s gotta deal. Maybe her parents bring their daughter to us, so the parents can meet, and we can...Read On

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Adagio

Times Have Changed

I remember when people ate fried chicken saying their amens while licking their hands and not fingers in a box puffed up with botox Granny had a new set of polished teeth from Sears and Robuck and I had a slinky two for one but her Harley had saddlebags Now Jello has lost its wiggle, made in Japan by some Shogun in a lean cuisine and taste like crayons Honey came from honey bear...Read On

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Ping

Rub 'n Tug

Shame on you!

Trixie wasn’t her birth given name, but it perfectly matched her provocative demeanour. With the seductive draw of her dark brown eyes and the titillating shake of her feminine shape, Trixie’s energy defused and enticed the shy and nervous. This was her calling. She was born to please. One just had to say her name. Trixie would do the rest. She'd eagerly approach, her smiling eyes...Read On

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Kavyansh

Some Thoughts On Love

There is something peculiarly British about the fact that we have many different words for precipitation arising from our legendary obsession with the weather, itself not surprising for a people living on an island at the junction of four weather systems but with a prevailing westerly airstream. In contrast, the most dramatic and powerful of human emotions is summed up in a single rather...Read On

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Ping

Low And Outside

All things mentioned are time-honoured traditions...

Here’s the pitch... “Dad, what’s vintage mean?” Day off. Trying to watch some ball. Alone. But my daughter invited herself to unintentionally annoy me. She asked the question while examining the label on my freshly-emptied bottle of port. “It’s a nice way of saying old.” St e er-rike! She then asked, “What’s classic mean?” while inspecting her can of Coke. “It’s another nice...Read On

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maryruth

Know and believe

Some will make changes Pretend and control Harden their hearts Lose their souls Choices are there Trust and believe See the signs Listen to the silence You will hear Destiny was written Soul mates were made Walk the path your given Travel safely with my heart You must see dark For brightness to shine Sadness shows How happiness great is Change will alter Only so far You got...Read On

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Rebellious_Soul

Hey Friend

I'm missing the good parts of a bad friend, and I fear they're gone for good ~cheese on bread

Hey, listen friend, I get it. I do understand where you are coming from, how you feel, and what you are trying to accomplish. I'm in the same place as you, it's dark and intimidating; lonely. You miss a friend you once had, maybe they weren't the best of friends, maybe they drive you up the wall but still you did care about them. You still care about them and even still you want to undo...Read On

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maryruth

Grief

Loss never heals Pain does not go away To become whole again Rebuild around Remember each day Love is never lost It is constant and true The raindrops tap a song The sun does shine Temperatures climb One will smile Things are never the same Nor should it be The heart cries tears That cannot be controlled ...Read On

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Ping

Day Of Dads

On this fine Father's Day...

In art class, my daughter's assignment was to make a Father's Day card. After presenting it to me during today's Father's Day breakfast, she proceeded to explain why there was whiteout under the letters 't' and 'h'. Her art teacher disagreed with my daughter's use of artistic license, and strongly suggested that 'Happy Farter's Day' did not fall within the essence or spirit of the...Read On

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LauraDanielle

Don't Care, Grumpy Bear

I was watching, amused, as two girls had a tiff over one of the activity boards. One of the girls stood up and made to walk away. The other girl said something I couldn't make out. The girl who was standing turned around, put her hands on her hips and declared loud and proud, "Don't care, grumpy bear!" then she stormed off in dramatic four-year-old fashion. That's a great line. I'm using that...Read On

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Adagio

Memories

Growing up, we had fried chicken on Sunday. Now we have chicken nuggets without bones. Where do boneless chickens come from? A butcher gave my mom soup bones. Now they come in a package. Three for four dollars. Granny snapped green beans. Now they have no snap. Just in a can with a flap. Succotash was corn and lima beans. Now it's an expletive from a damn cat. Jello came in powder to...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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More Doc Johnson-isms...

Why is it that when you order items to be delivered from your local lumber yard for a home project, the missing item is always the one you needed most to do the project. Does anyone else think that porch pirates work in conjunction with certain drivers of package delivery services? Why is it that when the instructions say “No Tools Required”, you always need tools? Do you ever wonder why...Read On

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maryruth

Lean on me

Ask.

Lean on me Ask your heart's desire A broken limb Never heals perfectly And hurts in the cold Silent tears of the heart Sadness so great Is not a weakness But a love so great With support and love Whatever you need I got you Lean on me ...Read On

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maryruth

Magic around you

When the wind blows A chill in the air Gentle rain falls Or a hard thunderstorm Stars that shine bright Or clouds hide the light Hot summers days And cold winter nights The magic around With each sign will tell Your never alone I'll always be near ...Read On

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rune

Pandemonium

That time, feeling lost with the pain ...

Panic starts to cripple my mind as the realization sinks into my consciousness. A merry song is softly playing somewhere from a piped in speaker, as if laughing at my expense. My feet carry me to a sacred place, looking for sanctuary. My eyes remain tightly shut as tears fall, both my hands clasped tightly together on bended knees in a corner. My heart and my soul are breaking,...Read On

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Wordpusher715

I Ruminate on My Mediocrity

My mediocrity overwhelms me as I ruminate on my life. Were my expectations too high? Work, sleep, succeed, marry, parent, mentor, and prevail. Seven words in everyone’s life. If you know their meaning, you’re living your life backward. Fewer memories to make and more to forget ahead. The road in front of me is shorter than the one behind. I have more regrets than a thousand Frank Sinatras. ...Read On

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rune

Writing

A fiber of connection from miles away...

Our places on this earth are divided by oceans setting us apart from one continent to another. Several countries speaking several languages to understand each other. People with several cultures and beliefs. Different personalities and opinions. In this chaotic world we live in called real life we search for a place to escape from that reality. To be accepted as who or what we are. We...Read On

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Ping

Something About Some Things

One boy's education is another man's lesson not ever learned...

With loathing and contempt, I leered at him, not truly believing that he’d done what we’d just witnessed. It was a selfish act of entitlement and overcompensation; an action which I could not teach, condone, or subscribe. He saw us watching, stopped, and glared back at us, almost daring me to engage his irreverence. I dearly wanted to. My blood boiled and my trigger finger itched. It was...Read On

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Back To School Challenge: In The Pool

Quest

And I Left

Back to School Challenge: High School Disaster Averted

Back to School Challenge - Viewmaster Memories

Thomas Is A Tank Engine

Take time to be

Moon Challenge - The Prince

The Arbor's Gate

Finding Life and Losing Faith

The Two O'Clock

Puppy Dog Tongue

Oh Captain, My Captain

Times Have Changed

Rub 'n Tug

Some Thoughts On Love

Low And Outside

Know and believe

Hey Friend

Grief

Day Of Dads

Don't Care, Grumpy Bear

Memories

More Doc Johnson-isms...

Lean on me

Magic around you

Pandemonium

I Ruminate on My Mediocrity

Writing

Something About Some Things