Daily Prompt: Mouth Drop

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In exactly 100 words creatively describe one moment when your mouth dropped open, chin hit the ground, and tears rolled down your face (figuratively or not). If you prefer to develop this into a longer post, that’s fine too!

A while ago I attended a teachers workshop in Elmhurst ,Illinois. It was arranged by a couple who were well-known and popular.

I stayed in the residence, every day we attended the workshop from 9AM to 2PM. There were teachers from all over the United States, I was the lone Canadian from Newfoundland.

There were three hundred fifty of us.

On the last day a well-known children’s novelist was invited to meet us. He was a  delightful man, who talked about teaching. He was careful not to make his speech too long.

He was also an artist and all the covers of his books was done by him. He asked for an easel and pen, he started relating a story from one of his books, and drew pictures to go with it, there was a box beside him which he used to lay his pictures.

He drew twenty-five pictures in about half an hour. When he finished our workshop organizer announced they will have a draw to see who wins the pictures. Our names were already put in another box. I cannot recall who picked the names, probably Mrs. Halloran the wife of the organizer.

There was pin drop silence in the auditorium as each of us were hoping to win and watched the names picked. At that moment I knew I had no chance , three-hundred fifty teachers and twenty-five pictures.

When it came to the twentieth picture and still my name was not called out I gave up hope. Twenty-one, twenty-two still my name wasn’t picked. Mr. Halloran in a loud voice called out twenty-three, and with a broad grin he  looked at me and announced, the winner is Mrs. Asgar.I could not believe he called out my name, I looked at him and then at the picture he was holding, the teachers were clapping and telling me to go forward and collect my prize. Slowly I went with a numb feeling, when I heard Mrs. Halloran saying,”We were hoping you’d win one, you came from so far away!”

This is when my tears flowed uncontrollably when I took the picture. All I could say was, “I never won anything, this is the first time, I’m so glad!”

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Daily Prompt: On the Edge

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We all have things we need to do to keep an even keel–blogging, exercising,reading, cooking. What’s yours?

I need to do all of the above ,plus I have to feed the felines two to three times a day to keep them happy. If I’m slightly late they go after my books, climb the piano to mess up the pictures on the wall, if all these things do not work i.e the food is still delayed, they knock the lamps down, and in their language would look at me with wide eyes and say, “What is wrong with you, did you not get the message yet?

On Tuesdays I collect the garbage to get ready to be picked up on Wednesday. I go for grocery shopping at least once a week, which becomes a headache, the produce look like they’ve waited long enough to be bought, if I’m unable to buy them within two days of their arrival, all I can hope for is half rotten fruits and vegetables.

Their excuse is , because of the distance covered to come to Newfoundland by truck , the produce is not fresh, so we grin and bear it.

There are some local farmers who grow some vegetables that are climate friendly. If one wants to eat vegetables grown in warmer countries they’ll have to be contented with half rotten vegetables.

I’m probably not painting a rosy picture, we’ve grown used to it, we also buy frozen vegetables which look better than the so called fresh ones.

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DP Daily Prompt:I Have Confidence in Me

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Are you good at what you do? What would you like to be better at?

When I first came to Gander, Newfoundland. I was disappointed with the loaves of bread we bought. They were always moldy. I decided to bake bread myself. I never had to bake bread before, fresh bread was available in a lot of shops in Montreal.

It wasn’t the case in Gander. So I announced I will bake my own bread.My husband was doubtful, my friend told me it won’t work, when I asked  why she was discouraging me. Her reply was she had tried but failed the loaves of bread she baked turned out as hard as bricks. “Please do not try she said you’d be disappointed.”

I was given a cookbook “Better Homes and Gardens,” for Christmas by one of my husband’s friends.

I took out the book made a list of the ingredients and bought them  from the nearby Super market, my husband told me it was a waste of time. I ignored him I knew how can I say I cannot do it without trying.

The first six loaves of bread was not so soft, it tasted good. I knew it would get better when I bake bread regularly.After a few weeks my bead came out perfect. I stopped buying bread from the Super market. I was glad I did not listen to my friend or my husband.

I was confident once I started baking bread, it will be better than the bread we bought from the store,

 

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Fiction

Lillie McFerrin Writes

One warm sunny day Pat and his friend Jim made plans to take a  trip by car to the island of Newfoundland.

Their intention was to stop overnight in a few places along the way, to do that they needed some help to see which route is the best.

Jim volunteered to map out the route, he said the best way to do it from Montreal, where they lived is start from Montreal, drive to Quebec city, have lunch there, from there continue driving until they reach Fundy National park in New Brunswick, stay overnight in a motel.

Pat drove and Jim helped with the route, they’d stop in Sydney Nova Scotia from where they’d take the ferry to Port aux basques, Newfoundland.

Pat was happy, they set off , to their destination, they loved Quebec city, they thought it felt like they were in Europe, from there they drove on to Fundy park ,spent a night, moved on the next day to Sydney, Nova Scotia, they took the ferry in the evening, reached Newfoundland in a few hours, They got off the ferry and drove to St. John’s, and reached the capital of Newfoundland in ten hours, They checked in at a hotel and planned to see the city, next day.

 

365 Writing prompts: Planes, trains, and automobiles

You’re going on a cross-country trip, airplane, train,bus, ,or car?( or something else entirely–bike?hot air balloon?)

We took a trip from Montreal,Quebec to Gander,Newfoundland by car. We left in the afternoon , my husband drove all the way from Montreal to our final destination, Gander, Newfoundland.

On our way we stopped at Moncton , New Brunswick, to see the famous Magnetic Hill, I am posting a video of the place.

From Moncton we went to Nova Scotia , we visited the Alaxander graham bell museum.Here is an youtube video I’ve posted about Alexander Graham Bell.

From Baddeck we drove to Sydney Nova Scotia to catch the ferry to Newfoundland. The ferry took five hours to dock in Newfoundland. It took ten hours to reach Gander, Newfoundland!

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Sweet Cool Comfort https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/01/365-days-jan-18th-free association/

Sweet cool comfort these three words sound good by themselves. When I use it as a title for my post. I say to my self what can I write ,if it is a title.  It’s amazing how we are encouraged to write about something we usually do not think about. If I were to choose a title for my post,this would not be it.

So here I am stuck with something I did not anticipate. Will it make me a better writer I have no idea.

Let me see what I can come up with by using the words separately.

When I think of sweet, I visualize a beautiful baby; a sweet person who has a remarkable disposition and is loved by most people; a delicious dessert, sweet aroma which immediately reminds me of a variety of foods. I can relate sweet to sense of smell and taste.

Next is cool, lot of things are cool e.g ice cream, cool temperature, air, cool person. These are some of the words  I associate with the word cool.

The last one is comfort. We all love the word comfort. There are comfort foods,bed and also I sometimes say, ” I am not comfortable with this person, the reason being they’re too judgemental, they are too critical,or too proud. Any one of these negative attitudes will keep me away from these people.

Having said that, when I join the three words together I get an entirely different perspective.

I am now going to see what I can come up with using the ,”Title, Sweet Cool Comfort.”

First thing that jumps in my inner self is my house. Let me describe my place of abode my way.

Situated in North America on the island of Newfoundland and Labrador is ,”my sweet cool comfortable home. It is not a mansion nor a palace. It is a simple abode I call home. It has everything I need to give me comfort. It provides heat in the frozen days of winter and it is cool on hot days of summer. My home provides all the amenities I need . How can I not love it. It is big enough to have a few guests and small enough to take care of it.

I have excellent neighbors who are always ready to help when I need them. The shopping center,super market ,hospital,airport is reasonably close,it doesn’t take more than fifteen minutes to reach any of these places by car. There is public transportation, it takes a little longer, but not because it’s far but  frequent stops the driver needs   to make to drop off passengers.

I am happy with my home,the city where I live my extraordinary neighbors and the unpolluted air. Where will I find all these things!