21 Sep 2018
by Ritu
in #CarrotRanch, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #CarrotRanch, A Parade Of Nations, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Charli Mills, Flash Fiction, School Parade
Charli’s prompt this week:
September 20, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a parade of nations. It can be literal, or it can be a phrase that you use to describe a situation. Explore what it could be. Go where the prompt leads.
It seems that school is on my mind a lot these last few weeks, this was what came to mind!
School Parade
I hate assemblies!
I stood there nervously.
They came trooping in, like a parade of nations, English, African, Indian, Slovakian, Polish, Vietnamese… and more.
This was my first time and I had four hundred and twenty pairs of young eyes trained upon me.
Clearing my throat, I said, in a loud, yet slightly wobbly voice, “Good morning everyone!”
“Good morning Mrs Johnson!” came the singsong reply.
And those eyes looked at me with such trust, my nerves melted away.
“I’ve got a wonderful song for us to sing, and then we’ll talk about the year ahead…”
I LOVE assemblies!
https://carrotranch.com/2018/09/21/september-20-flash-fiction-challenge/
20 Sep 2018
by Ritu
in #WritePhoto, Blogging 101, Fiction, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, Pillars
Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:
The pillars created a corridor of sorts, leading to an archway that brought me closer to my destiny.
Beyond that archway was the spot where I would devote my whole life to my chosen cause.
Each pair of pillars, in turn, seemed to represent all I was giving up.
My home.
My job.
My freedom.
My family.
My love.
My name.
My guilt…
But I was forsaking them for Him. And him.
As I approached the archway Mother Mary stepped forward, her smile beckoning me closer and it pulled me forward quicker.
“Come, my child, it is nearly time.”
***
The next time I walked by those pillars, I had shed all my worldly belongings and relationships – and my identity.
“Come, Sister Faith, let me show you to your room.” Inside, I smiled.
No one would find me here. No one would ever have to know…
https://scvincent.com/2018/09/20/thursday-photo-prompt-pillars-writephoto/
14 Sep 2018
by Ritu
in #CarrotRanch, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #CarrotRanch, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Charli Mills, Flash Fiction, pasta, Pasta Necklace, Teacher
Charli’s prompt this week:
September 13, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes pasta. It can be spagetti, macaroni and cheese, or any variety. It can be a meal or a work of art. Go where the prompt leads.
Pasta – Preschool Style
“Okay, today we are making Mother’s Day gifts for your mummies, grandmas, or aunties.
What I want you to do is take the string in one hand, and pick up a piece of pasta.
Remember, the other day, we painted it?
It’s like a tube, and you can thread the string through it, and make a lovely necklace.
No, David, you can’t eat it.
Penny! Stop strangling Julia with the string!
Peter! Don’t tip the tray upside d-…
Don’t worry Mary, we can pick it all up, stop crying, please…”
The life of a pre-school teacher.
https://carrotranch.com/2018/09/13/september-13-flash-fiction-challenge/
13 Sep 2018
by Ritu
in #WritePhoto, Blogging 101, Fiction, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, Spectral
Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:
A house left alone
A house torn apart
A house with no people
A house with no heart
A house filled with memories
A house left to rot
A house left with ghosts
A house gone to pot
Ritu 2018
https://scvincent.com/2018/09/13/thursday-photo-prompt-spectral-writephoto/
07 Sep 2018
by Ritu
in #CarrotRanch, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #CarrotRanch, An Epic Workplace, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Charli Mills, Flash Fiction
Charli’s prompt this week:
September 6, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about an epic workplace. It can be real or imagined. Go where the prompt leads.
Epic
The door opened into a room where the atmosphere was teeming with enthusiasm.
Everywhere, industrious individuals attempted to solve their own problems in inventive manners.
There were specific areas for everything, from creative, to constructive, collaborative to computing.
A second door led to a huge outside area, filled with opportunities to stretch ideas.
Turning back into the room, I knew this was it. This was the place I wanted to be, the most epic workplace I’d encountered.
A classroom that put the children’s interests first, that stretched their thinking and allowed them to grow as individuals.
This was it.
https://carrotranch.com/2018/09/06/september-6-flash-fiction-challenge/
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