A penny saved is a penny earned sounds like a good thing to do. But sometime it can be costly if it interferes with our health.
My classmate and I decided to visit a college friend of ours. Our intention was to hire a rickshaw to get there. It was a hot afternoon, the sun was bright and hot. There was no breeze. Our budget was about one hundred pennies anymore, would be too much for us.
We walked a few yards to get a rickshaw. It was getting hard to find one. We almost walked half the distance. We saw one and stopped him. We asked how much the fare was to get to our destination. The man looked at us,he knew it was very hot that day,he thought he could ask any amount and we’d accept,when he quoted his price we didn’t accept. We told him how much we’d like to pay ,he wouldn’t budge and went away. We had no choice we continued walking . We stopped a second one, he asked even more when we already walked three-fourth of the distance.
We declined and decided to keep walking. We were almost close to her house, I said to my classmate, “We are near her house, she must not know we walked all this distance.”
“Let’s hire a rickshaw now, it would be cheaper.” she said.
There were a lot of them parked where we were. They were looking for passengers.I asked what the fare would be, he asked for twenty-cents. We were delighted and happily rode the rickshaw and reached our friend’s house. I knew we couldn’t tell her we walked most of the way, not only she wouldn’t let us forget this incidence, she’d tell all our friends how cheap we were.
Did we really save pennies we thought we would? I doubt we did. We had severe backache and sunburn. The lesson we learned was we must never try to save money at the cost of our health.
I went to the nearest window. These are the things I saw. Two houses, one is white with grey roof,the other one is also white with black roof.
I can see garbage on the end of their driveway, recycle and waste. Those to be recycled are in blue bags, others are in black plastic bags.
Oh right across my house there is a grey Subaru parked in their driveway.
There is some snow on the lawns.
When I was almost finished counting sixty seconds, the green garbage truck stopped in front of my neighbor’s driveway to pick up the garbage.
This is all I saw. My street is relatively quiet in the morning. Everyone already left for work or school.
I am trying to write this post in the present tense. When I am restricted to write a certain way. I feel trapped. Let me see if this will work out for me.
I am sitting in front of my computer. I’m trying to think what I can write. I know . I see my books are lying helter -skelter. They are earnestly begging me to tidy them up. I’m telling them, “right now I’m doing something else so leave me alone fussy books.” They are making so much noise my eardrums will explode.
I am going to the kitchen to see if I can get something to eat. Look at my fridge,isn’t it pathetic there is nothing I see here I can eat.
I am going to my living room to watch TV. I’m turning it on, “jeepers there is nothing good.” They are saying it can start snowing any minute. I don’t want to know about snow.
I am going back to my room. Hey I am reading this book about, publishing a novel in nine months. I’m not sure I can write one in nine years. It’s only me and I am incapable of doing anything good.
Here’s a question for you my friends,”Can you write a novel in nine months?”
“Yes we can they are saying.”
I’m so disappointed I’m the only who cannot .
Goodbye my Friends. Todays prompt is not easy!!