JOELLE’S TALES: FIRST THURSDAY OF THE MONTH #TMAT120 #WRITING #PROMPT FOR DECEMBER
MY DEEPEST APOLOGIES.
Writing over 57,000 words during NaNoWriMo has left me drain bed…uh…Brain dread…hmmm…I think I mean Rain Read…
It’s almost Christmas. I think I have a bad case of Al’s Chimers.
Not only did I miss publishing the posts for November’s Writers of the #TMAT120, I forgot to write one for December!!!
Until now — at 9:00PM — which is already Friday in South Africa.
TELL ME A TALE IN 120 WORDS
Welcome to December 7 Today’s prompt is: Your worst Christmas.
So that you don’t feel so alone in your embarrassment, here’s a little about why I both dislike and love the holiday season:
More than anything, I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. I imagined it sparkling next to the tree, waiting for me to ride it, the sounds of Christmas carols playing on our radio. I’m not sure of my age, at least seven but no more than nine, just the exhilaration of awakening to the sounds of family rustling around the kitchen.
I bounded down the hallway, my joy melting at the sight of a shiny blue bike.
“That’s not yours,” my sister said. She smiled, pointing out a smaller one.
Repainted and cleaned, my sibling’s former bicycle stood behind her new one.
“I don’t want that thing!” I yelled out, wishing I could throw it as far north as possible: Georgia.
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A prompt for #TMAT120 will be given the first Thursday of every month. The prompt challenge begins whenever it’s that day in your time zone. It ends on the 2nd Thursday of the month.
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© Joelle LeGendre Joelle’s tales: Tell me a tale in 120 words
Bikes were always a bone of contention for me, my first bike which arrived at Christmas one year was a second hand repainted one too…but it was mine and I rode it for a lot of years.
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Having my sister gloat about it didn’t help. Nowadays, I’d love to have that bike — It would be worth a fortune. 🙂
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I remember the year I got my bike, though it wasn’t under the tree. Everyone else had parcels, I had a letter from Santa saying he couldn’t get my gift down the chimney and it was up in the roof and I had to get it myself. When I did I was afraid to ride it outside in case I got it dirty.
I have a few happy Bike memories……………….. sigh
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I did get my own bike when I was 12. Forgot to lock it in my 2nd year of junior high and it was stolen. I didn’t get another bike until I bought my own at the age of 23.
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I never really took to cycling so didn’t have to worry about that. I used to walk a lot, either to work or the bus stop if I wanted to get anywhere.
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I loved being on a bicycle, but walk a lot now. The maintenance is cheaper. 🙂
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You’re right there Joelle!
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Things seem to speed up towards Christmas. Making it impossible to get everything done! And it starts to feel the harder I push the more resistance there is. Just go with it? Cheers,H
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Thanks. 🙂
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