In response to one-word prompt : Rush
Oxford Street !
There is a street named, Oxford Street,
The pedestrians there over-use their feet.
They’re always in a rush, I know not why,
They seem lifeless robots who cannot sigh.
Each time I want to say, ‘Haste makes waste,
Watch , go slower, or you’d have a bitter taste.’
Still their crazy feet only wants to hurry,
I look, I watch, I say , why should I worry!
In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Quicken
I remember my mom could cook several dishes in one hour . I was fascinated and wondered how she managed to cook the food so fast. I only thought about it and failed to ask her what was her secret.
One day my younger brother rushed into the kitchen and said, “I’m hungry Mom I want to eat now.”
My mom looked at him and replied, ‘I can be afraid of you, but the stove is not, so even if you scream and tell me to hurry up, the stove will take it’s time.’
My daughter and I went to Costco to do some shopping. We were in a hurry that day.We had the cart loaded.just as I was going
English: This is a logo for Costco. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
to the check -in counter,I was stopped by a lady, she smiled and said ,’Hi’. I did not respond I kept walking,this time she stood in front of me and tried to talk to me.I told her,I was in a hurry.In reply she said it will only take a few minutes.Then she pulled out a book and asked my name.I asked why she needed my name. She said she was wondering if I wanted an American Express card . She told me the advantage of having one. I was firm ,I told her I had far too many cards and I did not want an additional card. I don’t know how long it took me. She was one person whom I could not get rid of fast enough.