Daily Prompt : Lollipop

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt: Lollipop

I very seldom tasted lollipop as a child, my Dad discouraged us, to him it had no nutritional value. I think he knew his kids like others in the neighborhood, would suck it and leave it on the grass or any kind of bench, lick it and leave it again.

He did not like seeing something sweet and sticky, left for the flies to sit on  and could visualize one of his kids go back and forth to lick some more of that disgusting candy on a small stick.

I’d say kids are different from adults, they are carefree they do things without thinking, like leaving a licked candy on a bench or floor and go back for the taste of the smeared candy with dust or whatever  without thinking . This is why I believe kids are innocent, their lives are simple, they see their surrounding as innocent.

If you tell a kid,   ‘throw away this candy, it’s not good for you.’

They’ll immediately question your judgment,  to him or her, it’s all right, we are strange adults who have no idea what we’re talking about.

But we adults try to keep our kids safe, sometimes it backfires, because they do things behind our back. This is when their innocence takes a hit.

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Daily Prompt: Happily Ever After

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

“And they lived happily ever after.” This line is so familiar in fairy tales. In real life there are a lot of obstacles, one must encounter to live happily ever after. Human nature is very complex, when  they have all the wealth they need and then some, they are not happy, they wish they had more.This wish takes away the pleasure to live happily.

A man with enough money to meet his daily existence seems happier than the one who has too much. Too much or too little money is always a problem.

I am contented to have enough  to maintain my daily life. I will not say I haven’t struggled I did right after my dad passed away. But we learned to deal with it because of my mother’s belief, that this will pass one day.

Money is not the only thing which makes one unhappy, kids can also be the source of unhappiness, if we can  have patience to bear it, this might pass too, although in some cases it doesn’t .

Looking at myself I’ll say I have weathered the storms in my life. I am thankful to God for helping me overcome them.

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Writing 101 Day Eleven: Size Matters (in sentences)

Today’s Prompt: Where did you live when you were twelve years old? which town, city and country? Was it a house or an apartment? A boarding school or a foster home ” An airstream or an RV? Who lived there with you?

Today’s twist: pay attention to your sentence lengths and use short, medium, and long sentences, as you compose your response about the home you lived in when you were twelve years old.

Situated in Punjab, Pakistan is the city of Rawalpindi.It was restored by Jhanda Khan after the devastation by the white Hun. This was the  place where I lived when I was twelve years old.

Our house was located  on Peshawar Road. At the front, close to the main road were three majestic Eucalyptus trees, the scent of their leaves awakened the passers by who looked curiously at them.Behind the trees was a  fence  built with bricks, it was a tottering one , ready to collapse any moment. The herd of buffaloes obliged us by leaning on it. The fence came crashing down which made extra work for the gardener and the servant.

The house was a large one, it had to be, to accommodate fourteen living souls, Mom, Dad, and the kids.

In all there were twelve rooms, four larger, eight smaller with attached bathrooms.

Mom and Dad occupied one  large room. The bossy older sister wanted one large enough to entertain her friends,one was designated for our parents’s  friends, and the left-over for us unimportant kids.

Kitchen was a separate building where my mom cooked and the two servants, prepared the vegetables and washed the dishes.

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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!

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When work is a pleasure life is a joyby Maxim Gorky,posted by Ranu

When work is a pleasure, life is a joy,

when work is duty, life is slavery Maxim Gorky

Wise men and women have left their words of wisdom for us to learn from it. I thought about the first line,”when work is a pleasure, life is a joy.”

I found my work of teaching the kids a pleasure, and I felt life is a joy, those innocent kids gave me so much pleasure by their thoughtfulness, they were aware I was scared of walking on the ice, they’d come forward to help me walk on our parking lot which was always a sheet of ice in the winter.

We have long winters here where I live, I learned to depend on the kids to help me whenever our school parking lot was icy, life was a joy watching the kids extend their hands to me to safely reach the building, where can anyone find this act of kindness.

The second line made me chuckle,”when work is duty,life is slavery.”

I recall the time when my husband’s brother visited us with his family. He’d want me to make special breakfast for him and his family, he wanted me to prepare special lunch and dinner too. One day I came for lunch from school, instead of eating lunch and go back to work, I had to cook special lunch for the five of them, I didn’t have time to do the dishes because I had to go back to work. My sister-in-law said,”It’s okay Bhabi(sister-in-law) I’ll take care of the dishes.”

When I came back from work at 4 pm the dishes were left in the sink, the in-laws  didn’t bother to help me wash the dishes,instead they said, “We were waiting to have a cup of tea.”

“When work is duty,life is slavery”, I completely agree. It’s my fault too, I should have made sure to let them know that they should do the dishes, I didn’t and they took advantage of me.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2015/01/25/when-work-is-a…posted-by-ranu

DP Daily Prompt:Masks Off

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We’re less than a week away from Halloween! If you had to design a costume that channeled your true innermost self, what would that costume look like? Would you dare to wear it?

I really do not participate in any of the festivities  in Halloween. The only thing I do to participate in is,   I give out candies to the little one’s that come by.

If I had to design a costume I’d design one with all types of goodies pinned on to the costume, it will be my way of entertaining the kids.

If I design one I will wear it!

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365 Writing Prompts: Blogger with a cause

If your day to day responsibilities were taken care of and you could throw yourself completely behind a cause , what would it be?

If I had a lot of time and did not have any responsibilities, I’d like to devote my time teaching the kids who are generally overlooked in school.

The number of children in a class is getting larger, the kids who are helped at home do better than the ones whose parents work long hours outside home, hence they do not have much time to help their kids with homework.

Then there are kids with single parents, they are sometimes neglected not because the parent looking after does not care, but the said parent is busy working long shifts to provide for their family.

For those kids I’d volunteer my time to help them get ahead in their school work, kids are essentially very smart a little bit of guidance can help them a lot, they won’t think of doing things that are inappropriate.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/09/02/365-writing-pr…r-with-a-cause

DP Daily Prompt: Back of the Queue

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Is there something you’ve always wanted to do, but never got around to starting( an activity, hobby, or anything else, really? Tell us about it — and tell us about what’s keeping you from doing it.

Lately I am thinking of writing a book, this is not something I’ve always wanted to do, but am thinking about it since last year. I’m not sure what I can write about. I have often thought about writing about the kids I taught.

My best experience came from teaching, I always loved kids they were a joy to teach, to talk with, I watched them grow into lovely human beings, they are so innocent,so outspoken,  when they think  someone is not being fair.

I remember about an incident I was teaching them religion, there was a story of the natives who allowed the visitors to take as much land as they want by walking, the visitors misused it by running as far as they could to claim the land.Immediately every single hand shot up in disapproval, they said, “But miss that’s cheating they were not permitted to do that”.

I thought about their reaction and felt God bless them, if our heads of states could be as fair as these kids, they would think twice before they took away territories from innocent nations. Wars in the name of peace would not have taken place.

Whenever I think of writing ,the faces of my kids I taught comes to my mind, and I tell myself they deserve to be written about.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/07/01/dp-daily-prompt-5

 

Weekly writing challenge:A Lost Art

Tell us about a lost art: one that you know ,one that you miss, or one that should be lost for good.

In my first year of teaching I found among other books in language arts, they also  had a   speller. It had around thirty lessons, in each lesson there were twenty  words the kids had to learn how to spell , every Friday they were given a spelling test, most kids spelled all of them correctly, there were a few who did not.

Besides the spelling words there were words that sounded the same but the meaning was different e.g there,their, they’re; to,too,two, by,buy,bye and many others. There were sentences with fill in the blanks for kids, they had the similar sounding words, they were asked to fill in the right word.

There were words where the root words were given the children were required to add ed or ing to the root word.

The kids were encouraged to write stories or poems using the words they learned that week.

The book had everything which helped the kids to learn about capital letters ,periods,and so on.

I felt it was a wonderful way of encouraging the kids to write.

These spellers were used for kids from grades one to eight, they were numbered from book one to eight. The parents complained their child was having trouble learning to spell twenty words each week.

I thought learning  to spell twenty words in one week was not that much of a challenge, yet there were parents who constantly complained.

The Department of Education suddenly decided to take away the spellers from the course, this hasty decision back fired because the kids coming up the grades could not spell even the simple words.

I felt it was a wrong decision made by the school board and the department of education.

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Blogging Challenge: Letter W

Warehouses are filled with assorted stuff

Men and women cannot decide what they want

Wife says to husband picking anything is tough

They watch and they wonder what do they want!

 

Along came  kids dancing and prancing

We know how to tell you without thinking

Wow says the mom and the dad

We wish we could have more kids like that!

 

Upon arriving at the cash register

Out he took out his wallet to pay

Woe to me my bills  are stuck together

I wasn’t expecting this today!

 

Why is this happening he queried

Wife said honey, “I’m worried”

Who’d lend us some moolah

I’d lend you I’m Beulah!

 

 

 

 

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