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Friday, 26 September 2008

FLASH 55 - DAYS OF THE OLD SCHOOLYARD

The first day of school had finally arrived. She pulled on her wellies, as it was raining outside. A boy pointed and laughed, 'Her wellies are orange, how stupid is that!' Mum had bought them for her, she would wear them with pride.

Later...

'How was your day sweetheart?'

'Great Mum, I punched a boy!'



As you may have realised by now, many of my stories and poems are based on events which have actually happened to me, this one is no exception. The look on my mother's face was priceless. The teasing I received from this boy was relentless.I didn't punch him but I did push him and he fell over in front of all his friends. Funnily enough, he didn't bother me after that. These days I wear pink wellies, what can I say...I'm an individual.

N.B. Wellies are otherwise know as gumboots or wellington boots. I'll see if I can find a pic because last time I mentioned them, there seemed to be some confusion as to what they actually were.


Here ya go. I wear these in the paddock when it's raining and muddy (much to the amusement of the farmer).




Flash Fiction - Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less. If you would like to join in the fun and games... post your story and report to the boss -
If you're not interested in contributing a story, feel free to read the other entries. I'm sure any comments you have would be appreciated.

Happy reading and writing!
Love
KB
xxx