Daily Prompt: The Zone

Tell us about your favorite way to get lost in a simple activity– running, chopping vegetables,folding laundry, whatever. What’s it like when you’re in the zone?

I consider chopping vegetables one of the most boring things we’re made to do. Why can’t I tell the vegetables to chop themselves and be ready for me to cook which can make my work so much easier, all I have to do is cook.

On dull dreary days when I sit with a basket full of vegetables to chop wash and get ready for supper. My mind wanders off to my past, when the rabbits in our vegetable garden would lie on the garden and swiftly eat the carrots they could get hold of. The gardener would hastily shoo them off, so his vegetable garden is not a mess.

I’d get immense pleasure watching the rabbits and the gardener having a battle, one trying to save the vegetables the other trying to gobble it up.

I’d be the bystander asking the gardener what happened and laughed whenever he complained about the rabbits destroying his garden, “Do something I’d say. ”

He’d be angry and reply, “do what Bibi, tell me?”

“Control those rabbits, ” I’d say.

He’d murmur something under his breath and move on.

Those times were happy times, I did not have to chop vegetables, the servant did. We ate the ready made product. Suddenly I’d hear my daughter, “Mom are you daydreaming, I’m hungry, can you cook fast?”

I must have done the same thing to my mom, asking her to finish cooking so I could eat. Those were the days I thought will never end but it did and I feel nostalgic thinking about them.

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DP Daily Prompt: Our House

Our house oh how I miss it. It was a bungalow. It had stables on one side. There was a separate kitchen on the other side. The front lawn was very long. There were three Eucalyptus trees at the far end of the lawn. We had a gardener who planted a variety of flowers.

He was an artist in my mind. He planted the short  flower plants in the front and the plants were gradually taller as they were farther from the house. I had to pick flowers almost every day because my teacher wanted me to take them for her.

Our gardener was very strict about his plants,he wanted us to be gentle when we picked flowers. Every day after school,he’d catch me and showed exactly where I picked the flowers from.He always threatened he’ll tell my Dad.

We had a long veranda,it was part of the house.

We had a hedge on the side which hid the house from the left where the stables were.

We had two gates ,between the house and the garden we had a long passage which extended from one gate to the next. It was covered with small red stones.

We had twelve rooms in the house. Four were large and eight were small. My parents had one large room. My older sister took possession of one, she claimed she has to have a large one to entertain her friends.

We younger ones were given one bedroom. The fourth large one was our drawing room AKA living room.

There were four bathrooms for us. We always used our parents bathroom, but were caught once by Dad, who warned us to stay away from their bathroom. I was allowed to use the bathroom because my parents always made me do chores. They thought I was the most reliable.

It didn’t smell bad it was okay.

It did sound like there were twelve of us. No it couldn’t sound like a library.

We played outdoors, when we came in we were quiet. All our energy was spent running around outdoors. The only time we were noisy was when we played Monopoly, my eldest brother had the bank beside him . I caught him a few times when he stole the fake money. He was not good at strategy, he had to pay up when he landed on the houses belonging to one of us.

My mother could hear us from the kitchen which was outside. She said I made the most noise so she’d call me  into the kitchen, to bring the noise level down.

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