December 17: Flash Fiction Challenge – Wing-Woman

Charlie’s Carrot Ranch flash fiction prompt:

December 17, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features stilettos. Who will wear them and why? Go where the prompt leads!

Wing-Woman

“I have to wear those?”

Melissa nodded.

“No, really. Me? Wearing those death traps?”

Eliza gingerly picked up one of the sparkly high heeled stilettos and dangled it in front of her eyes. A pointed toe that was sure to pinch at her feet. And the heel. Dear God, the heel. Six inches of danger.

She cleared her throat. “Mel, do you want to walk into the club with style, or be shoved into Dan’s arms unceremoniously, as your hapless wing-woman ends up tripping, and taking you with her?”

“Well, at least he’ll notice me, that way,” Melissa smirked.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 36: That Covid Gift

Ronovan’s Decima Challenge”

GIFT in the B rhyme line (ABBA/ACCDDC )

That Covid Gift
 It’s not how it was meant to be
 Wasn’t expecting this Christmas gift
 Celebrations cut short, so swift
 Our bubble burst at school, you see
  
 Now self-isolation for me
 We thought we’d last just one more day
 Now, I just pray my friend’s okay
 Holidays for kids start tonight
 Oh, government, where’s your hindsight?
 Just close school early… We did say… 
Ritu 2020

My Decima is written tonight, in sheer desperation. We were due to finish term tomorrow, half day for the kids, and after tidying up, us getting home early. Instead, we’ve spent the best part of the evening having to arrange for the school to be closed tomorrow, due to a positive test in one of the staff members. She had a Rapid Swab test with gives results within an hour, but it also says that it isn’t fully accurate, so you have to isolate for at least 48 hours and get a proper test done.

All contacts have to self-isolate too, for 48 hours, and if the next test is positive, for 10 days in total. I was a contact for that poor girl, which means self-isolation now, and because the Government wasn’t willing to bend on the suggestions that schools go online for the last week, to spare families this stress, just before Christmas, we may not even be able to see our family on Christmas day… I am so frustrated with the whole situation.

And that’s not all. They, (that stupid Government), have issued newe guidelines for starting back to school in January, different to what all secondary schools were advised before finishing, and now this… Oh, and the plan to get every secondary school pupil and staff tested regularly after they come back, with the rapid swab tests that aren’t even that accurate… (but the schools are expected to train staff up to do the tests… because we have all the extra staff in the world, out there…)

What is a break? School staff won’t be getting one.

Instead, we will either be in isolation, or dessperately trying to piece together the ridiculous advice sent by the Government, and DfE,then we will walk back into schools, dealing with the aftermath of the open ‘Christmas’ celebrations, that the goverment are so keen for everyone to have (except those in isolation, which could be most of the population…)

Sorry. Off my frustrated soap box now. Just wish me well. I do not want this virus. And gete well vibes for my colleague too, please.

Ronovan Writes Decima Challenge Image

One-Liner Wednesday #1linerweds – Presence

“Presence, not presents.”

Ritu Bhathal

#Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge NO. 203 #Ekphrastic #Photoprompt #Senryu Hazy Memories

Colleen’s Syllabic poetry challenge – photo prompt:

Hazy memories
Bringing the joy and laughter
Of a life well lived

Ritu 2020

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 337 MAD and Sane

Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge :

fall haiku challenge badge japanese maple with black and white background

Mad & Sane

Life is confusing
Where the mad rule the country, 
The sane sit silenced

Ritu 2020

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