Posts Tagged ‘age’

Friday Fictioneers
Janet Webb

Eyes observe photo
Tumbling thoughts settle into
One-hundred word story

Copyright Adam Ickes

Copyright Adam Ickes

Perspective

“Grandma, how come you can’t take your teeth out at night like Eddie’s Oma?”

“Grandma, how come your hair’s white?”

“Grandma, why do we pray “Halloween be Thy name?”

“Grandma, why does he have earrings in his lip?”

“Grandma, can I get a puppy?”

“Grandma, why can’t we have purple grass?

“Grandma, don’t run so fast. I can’t keep up!”

“Grandma, you smell nice.”

“Grandma, I’ll be five tomorrow. How old are you?”
“I’m sixty, honey.”
“Grandma! How many is sixty? That’s OLD!!”
“It all depends on your perspective, Riley.”
“Do I have ‘spective, Grandma?”
“You will, dear; you will.”

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(“Oma” is a word for “grandmother” in German and Dutch.)

(For another look at “Perspective”, take a look at my post on this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge.)

I’m not sure why the WordPress gremlins are at work, but the little blue link critter doesn’t want to show up in my post. But you can click on the boring link below to find links to the other stories.

Outside our window are a number of bushes.  The cold winds of fall-turning-to-winter have stripped all but one of them of their leaves.  That one, lone bush, a meeting place for birds, still stands fully-leafed, taller than the other bushes.  As I glanced at the bushes this morning, the wind whining around the house, I realized those bushes are the perfect metaphor for the way we choose to react to circumstances in our lives.  Some of us lose our leaves, while others stay green and useful. (more…)