Copyright – Rochelle Wisof-Fields
Ah the weekly interpretation of a picture, one that many of my fellow writers will share. Each of us will see this different, but all will follow the simple rules. We are allowed just 100 words to craft a tale. The other 900 promised from the picture will be saved for later, allowing for a brief adventure you may enjoy. I invite you to share in the adventure with us, whether you write your own or read the rest that follow. Rochelle, thanks for the administration and the willingness to heard this rag tag bunch of wordsmiths as we mix pictures with our copllections of text.
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Judy could not believe this was all that remained. Her parents lived in the seaside town four decades with no concern for safety. She saw the forecasts about SuperStorm Sandy. She discounted the overdramatic predictions and assumed they were wrong. Now a menora, her dad’s prized first telephone growing up and one photograph of him were all that remained.
Sidney, her youngest was still too young to know what had happened. She sat coloring in Judy’s lap as her mother stared at the three strange objects. She said “No mommy!” when Judy’s tears began to smudge her coloring book page.
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Sad tale…many of the writings today are sad tales from the prompt, but yours has such a recent twist to it. Nicely done. So sad though….
good current take on the prompt, and very real. I liked the last line.
You saw something in the present, linked with the past, something most of us didn’t see or didn’t use, this week. Good job. I can well imagine there were many stories like this. A friend on Staten Island said an older couple across the street lost everything they had, including photos and the like. Not as bad as losing people, but irreplaceable for the memories and the ties.
I always think if a fire should plague my house I would go to extra lenghts to save my family first, then my photos. I need to get off my duff and scan them to the cloud, but there are several thousand and it seems unmanageable.
I know the feeling. Not only that, but I have lots of slides and boxes of photos. (If anyone needs an explanation of what either of those are, let me know privately.)
This is a heart breaker. Great job!
A very good and quite different take on the prompt. It never ceases to amaze me how different people’s stories are with this challenge. Beautiful the way the mother’s tears smudge the child’s colouring in.
sad story… but a good take on the prompt..
Dear Joe,
I enjoyed your unique use of the prompt. My favorite part was Sidney saying “No Mommy” to the tears falling on her paper. I could see and hear my almost two-year-old granddaughter. In other words, you transported me. Well done.
shalom,
Rochelle
Very heartfelt, Joe.
a tale based on the recent tragedy..sad and deep..well written
Hi Joe,
Good topical story. You skillfully connected the present and the past. Ron
you brought the tragic effects of Sandy alive…now, what will happen in the aftermath of this event? only the story teller knows… <3
well done. would not have thought to connect this to the storm, but it makes sense with such few items.
Unque take, and very realistic.