Anticipation

Photo Prompt © Jellico’s Stationhouse

Every Thursday afternoon, MaryAnn would wait by the kitchen window. She stood there, parting the tattered curtain in anticipation. She eagerly awaited the first sounds of his bicycle as he rode up the cobbled pathway and towards her home. Would he come visit today as she hoped?

She was lost in reverie, thinking back to the time they laughed together and how she cared for him. It was her decision that broke up the family she loved.

As the kitchen door creaked open, there he was. Standing tall and handsome.

“Is there warm tea ready mum? I’ve brought some scones’.

 

This post was written as part of the Friday Fictioneers Challenge hosted by Rochelle. The idea is to write a short story (100 words), based on the photo prompt provided.

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Hidden Figures : Proving diversity leads to success

The excitement of watching mathematical brilliance unfold, women showing courage in the face of adversity, the complexity of sending an astronaut into space and an untold true story – brings me pure exhilarating joy and is definitely rated high on my film list.

Based on the book by Margot Lee Shetterly, ‘Hidden Figures’ takes us into the lives of three brilliant African American women during NASA’s space race with Russia in the 1960’s.
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25 things I’m trying to teach my 9 year old girl

Keep on going my girl. Never give up!

My daughter is 9. For her 10th birthday (coming up in just a few weeks) she wants a sleepover. We don’t do sleepovers. Not just yet.

She asked me to take her shopping this past weekend, because she needed a ‘cold shoulder top’ that I wasn’t allowed to buy for her, on my own.

She asks for my phone so she can call her friend and they talk for an insane amount of time! It’s getting to a point where she doesn’t want me to hear her conversation. We all know how that plays out eventually.

At the angelic age of nine, she comes home one afternoon singing ‘Closer’ by The Chainsmokers because – hello mom, all the girls in school know it! By the time I’ve mastered the lyrics (because I try to be the ‘cool’ mom, or so I think), she is singing ‘Shape of You’ by Ed Sheeran. The actual one, not the dentist one floating on Facebook. I take consolation in the fact, that perhaps she doesn’t understand the lyrics, and is just singing along with her friends, because she is still just 9 people! Just 9!

In the midst of all her craziness (bordering on sassiness), I try to reinforce the more meaningful things in life. I try to be a mom.

These are the things I remind her of in my own ways and hope she will be able to take some of it with her as she grows up.
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Nervous flyer? Just a tad.

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Sitting for 8 hours in a confined metal tube, at an altitude of 40,000 feet, hurtling through the air at 550/mph, aboard a long haul flight for me equates to agony, anguish and self-inflicted anxiety!

I have been travelling since I was probably a month old. Most of them long haul flights. But for the last several years, the thought of getting on a plane is beyond unnerving.

My mind is in overdrive thinking of all possible scenarios that could go wrong. Internal dialogues leave me exhausted. Manifesting the worst. Statistics don’t mean squat! Safest mode of travel? I don’t know about that.

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