DP Daily Prompt: Me Time

pad2015-s1.png (308×60)

What’s your ideal Saturday morning?Are you doing those things this morning?

Saturday I usually do some grocery shopping, I come home and do some writing.

This morning I’m unable to go I had to complete the course question then take care of the writing Prompt. Now I’m busy writing the daily prompt. I cannot go shopping I promised to go watch a movie with my daughter. My routine has changed this Saturday.

It probably is better to do different things on Saturdays to make it more interesting.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/dp-daily-prompt-me-time

365 Writing Prompts: First light

Remember yesterday, when you wrote down the first thought you had this morning? Great. Now write a post about it.

Yesterday I woke up with a strange thought, I have not written the answer to the question in my online course. The more I thought about it more concerned I became.

I sat in front of my computer reading and rereading the questions, I succeeded in selecting one which was what I was required to do, I was elated I selected the question but was deflated when I realized I hardly knew what to write.

I got some books to find out some info about the subject, but Raphael the feline wouldn’t let me, he felt I must spend time with him.

I doused him several times to leave me alone, he was relentless, I was tired stressed out and put the books away, I was in need of a relaxing nap.

In the evening I did nothing I watched TV.

This morning I kept the felines out to complete my work which I did,I am feeling much better now!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/365-writing-pr…ts-first-light/

365 Writing Prompts: Comedy of errors

Murphy’s law says, “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.” Write about a time everything did—fiction encouraged here, too!

The other day I went to take care of some important work that could not wait. I went out, the weather was extremely cold, I was dressed as warm as I could, it felt I should have worn more layers than I did.

When I was walking down my driveway, I saw my neighbor, I called her a few times, finally when she looked up I asked how she was. She seemed not too happy but I thought I was being a good neighbor. She reminded me to hurry along to catch the bus. I knew there still was time and I won’t miss the bus, as my neighbor was busy I left her alone and went to the stop.

I reached my stop and noticed the bus I was waiting for was coming from the opposite direction, this meant I’d have to wait another fifteen minutes outside in this cold windy day. Finally the bus came I got on and got off after five stops.

I was glad I’d have my job done and I’ll be home in a few minutes. I went to the bank the lady asked me about the address of this person, I did not have it. I told her maybe my daughter would know. I called her there was no answer. I called her cell phone still no answer. I was disappointed and decided I’ll take care of it the next day.

As I came out of the bank I saw the bus leaving, oh no I said to myself I’ll have to wait thirty minutes for the next bus.

The wind was stronger than when I first came out of the house, waiting for the bus was difficult, it was cold, my fingers were cold, I did wear gloves, they were not warm enough.

I finally reached home and was glad at least the heating system was working!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/27/365-writing-pr…medy-of-errors/

 

DP Daily Prompt: Last Words

pad2015-s1.png (308×60)

You have the chance to write one last post before you stop blogging forever.Write it.

This is a very interesting prompt as far as I’m concerned. I’m a blogger for a little over two years, there is not a whole lot I can write about my experience, I must admit I appreciate the opportunity of writing, this is something I did not think about. I was not so confident about my writing skills when I started, a few of my friends gave me the courage I needed.

I cannot claim I am a great writer but I do claim blogging has in many ways improved my lack of confidence. I look forward to the prompts every morning, some are confusing, others help me to write something.

I am not afraid to write a fiction whenever I have to,about poems my feeling is cautious, I do not consider myself a poet at all. I love reading poetry.

My favorite poets are Tagore, Wordsworth, Longfellow, Iqbal, Shelley and many others. Every now and then I read their poems, I do  not try to write poems, I am of the opinion I’m not natural in this Art.

I have written and published a few poems and posted it. They are very simple.

I like writing stories and publishing them.This is one aspect of blogging I like the most, I can write anything without fear that my post may  not be published.

My conclusion is I love blogging, I have something to do daily, I am not bored and I look forward to doing the prompts that WordPress provides for us.

ttps://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/27/dp-daily-prompt-last-words/

DP Daily Prompt: Fight or Flight

pad2015-s1.png (308×60)

Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding, belly twisting nervousness: What caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?

It happened a couple of days ago, I was leisurely walking to the bus stop, suddenly I noticed the bus coming, I was a few yards away, I raised my hand a few times for the driver to see, I started walking as fast as I could. I did not want to miss the bus, it was a cold windy day.

I think I was justified to speed up the walking, if I didn’t, not only I’d miss the bus, I’d have to wait thirty minutes to catch the next one and it would be a pain for me, I’d be cold and impatient two things which would rouse my temper and I’d be pacing back and forth thinking should I go back home or should I stay!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/26/dp-daily-prompt-7

365 Writing Prompts: Happily ever after

“And they lived happily ever after.” Think about this line for a few minutes. Are you living happily ever after? If not, what will it take for you to get there?

Yes I thought about this line as I was writing it. If I had asked my mother when she was alive, what makes a person happy? She’d say happiness is having loving siblings, spouse, and children if you are at that stage. Above all contentment is the key to happiness .

It reminds me of William Shakespeare’s quote: Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown- Henry 1V, part 2.

Since I have no crown i.e subjects to deal with, I’m not uneasy, I have good friends, sincere neighbors, loving daughter and one awesome sibling. These are enough for me to say: I am happy. What more can I want?

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/26/365-writing-pr…ily-ever-after

DP Daily Prompt: Three Perfect Shots

pad2015-s1.png (308×60)

Take a subject you’re familiar with and imagine it as three photos in a sequence. Tackle the subject by describing those three shots.

My three shots in sequence is bread making.

First step is mix the ingredients to  make the  dough.

Second step let the dough rise in the pan.

Third step is bake it in the oven.

 

k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/25/dp-daily-promp…-perfect-shots

365 Written Prompt: Cliche

Cliches become cliches for a reason.Tell us about the last time ‘A bird in the hand was worth two in the bush’ for you.

Years ago when I was new in the teaching profession I was promised a lot of things which were never meant to be fulfilled. I was in my early twenties, I took a job in a “Residential Model School” and I was told it was a step in the right direction.

Ten days after I joined the school, I was ready to quit. I found the principal too overbearing I felt I must leave this place immediately or I’ll forever hate the teaching profession. With this intention, I wrote a resignation letter and  took it to him, he looked at it and showed a puzzled look , “Is this a resignation letter he said.”

I nodded my head indicating yes, it is.

He then started cross examining me, “It’s only been ten days you’ve joined this school, what could have happened in such a short time?”

I did not have the guts to tell him, “You are the reason.”

Two years passed since that day, I was still teaching in the same school. I was looking for an opportunity to get out of that awful place. Luckily I saw an ad of opportunity to study in UK offered by the British council. I wrote my application and sent it directly to the office, indicating I had the intention of sending another one through the school, which was the usual procedure. My excuse I was afraid it may not make the deadline if I sent it through the school.My fear was the principal may delay sending it to reach it  on time.

The council was okay with this and when the application came through the school a few days later it didn’t matter.

The council phoned the school and told the principal I was selected for the interview and they already sent me a letter giving the time and place where I’d have to go for the interview.

About two months later I received a thick envelope by mail, informing me I was selected to study English as a foreign language in the Institute of education, university of London UK. I was overjoyed not only I’d finally leave this school but I will also get a chance to study in UK.

After this the principal came to me he wanted me to refuse the scholarship, he said, “Wait two more years, we will send you to UK for higher studies.”

I looked at him said nothing, in  my mind  the words, “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”  was ringing loudly!

k: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/25/365-written-prompt-cliche/

 

 

Fiction: Forgotten

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

 

Five sentence fiction: Forgotten

When Mark heard about “Dodo birds”, he wanted to find some pictures and was eager to know why they were extinct.

He found out they were once found in the Island of Mauritius and were birds that were unable to fly.

He gathered some information about their height, they were one metre or ( about 3.3 feet) tall , they were hunted by Dutch sailors and were killed by animal predators, their eggs were eaten by these terrible creatures.

Mark found pictures of these birds and had a very attractive album of these birds that were no longer alive, every day he looked at his collection and felt proud at least in his world they were not forgotten.

He proudly displayed his dodo album in the school auditorium, everyone congratulated him for a job well done, it made him happy to see his hard work was appreciated!

ttps://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/24/fiction-forgotten/

 

 

 

Image from WikipediaDodoMansur.jpg (966×1553)

 

 

 

 

DP Daily Prompt: Cut Off

When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

It was a while ago, my mother went to the village to see her sister-in-law, although my eldest brother and his wife were there, I felt uncomfortable and lonely. My brother had just married, and he was one of those men who was always ready to scold us whenever his new bride complained against us.

During this time my aunt(Mom’s youngest sister) came for a visit with her children and uncle also came. Mom left us a servant who she thought would help us. I hate to say it he was dumber than dumb. All he would do whenever I asked him to do something he’d  find a room and fall asleep. My aunt I’m not sure if she ever did any house work, she was a housewife lacking the skills of being one.

It was just me fourteen years old taking care of cooking, even gave a bath to her infant daughter, aunt would sit around and gab. those were the times I missed my mom and dad, I felt lonely I worked day in and day out but never heard a single “Thank You”. My mom was visiting her brother and his wife and dad died when I was twelve. I never had a soul to talk to. my younger siblings were scared of big brother so they kept out of sight.

Those were the kind of days I wished no one should face!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/02/24/dp-daily-prompt-cut-off/