Julie gave me a writing eXercise. Use five out of eight of the following words in a poem or story. Here goes.
blackberry
mother
needle
cloud
voice
whir
cliff
lick
Neanderthal Dreams
10,000 BC - sometime in the month of May
While observing the whir of needle shaped clouds with my mother on a cliff, she said, "why don't you hang your body over the side of the cliff, I'll hold your ankles, and you can pick me some fruit of that blackberry plant, like we do every summertime. Be sure not to lick them before they are washed, you don't want to get lick sick." But I thought about how much I had grown in the last year, plus how much weaker my mother was getting since her ax accident, plus her dropping me 350 feet last year, and
" NO!!! "
said my voice, "I don't care if it is Mother's Day and your birthday and the anniversary of the time my sister went "missing" while hunting and gathering."
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4 comments:
He he he - that's so fun!
Julie: Thank you for the assignment, that was fun!
I love this!
TangledLou: yes, it was a very fun project, but it took a little bit longer to write because I kept cracking up laughing throughout the whole process, plus imagining my real mother doing such things dressed in the latest Stone Age fashions.
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