A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · Uncategorized

P is for potted roses…

p4pThere was a little girl who

could read lots of words before she went to school.
But she couldn’t always make sense of the words if they were in a row.

One day she was in the car with her big brudder and her mommy.
When they were stopped at a light she saw a billboard that said

Potted Roses for Sale


She knew what potted meant and what roses were and what for sale was saying.
She really didn’t understand why someone would sell potted roses.

Her daddy was sometimes potted and nobody liked it.
Mommy would say, “Your father is potted again.”
This was not a good thing.

So here was somebody advertising potted roses for sale.
Who did they think would want potted roses?

The little girl had lots of questions;
What did roses drink to end up potted?
Did they act differently potted than when they weren’t potted?
Did they get silly and dopey or loud and obnoxious?
Were they happy and laughing or sad and crying?
Did they stand up straight and pretend they were fine
or did they get wobbly and stumble around on their roots?

Did they get hang-overs and what were they like if they did?
Did they refuse to get up and if they did get up
were they droopy and mopey or loud and angry?

She asked her big brudder and mommy about the potted roses.
All they did was laugh until they cried.

The little girl was very confused.
Nobody laughed she when asked questions
about her potted daddy.

Image: freedigitalphotos

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · Uncategorized

O is for old oil heater

o4pThere was a little girl who

had a favorite place in the winter.

It would be all cold and windy and snowy
and their house did not have central heat.

It would get very cold in the house except
near the oil space heater.


It was the best place to be.

After playing outside she would take off  her boots and snow suit
and go into the living room and sit by the heater.
She would get all comfy cozy and drink hot chocolate and read.

It would be really cold in the bathroom, it was pretty far from the heater;
after a bath the little girl would run into the living room to put her jammies on.
And in the morning she would get dressed there, too.

When they got a furnace and had heat in all the rooms
it was very nice not to be cold but she missed the heater.
Especially when the power went out.
The furnace needed power the heater just needed oil.

The heater was like a best friend;
reliable, there when you needed it, humming and warm,
ready to show the love.
it would heat the soup and hot chocolate.

It really was the best place to be.

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts


A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · Uncategorized

N is for night owl…

n4pThere was a little girl who

was a night owl.

She didn’t care about soaring
with the eagles in the morning,
afternoon soaring was fine with her.
But she definitely wanted to hoot
with the owls at night.


This was something of a problem.
Bedtime was eight pm. Period.

So off to bed she would go.
She would play with her teddy, My Guy,
tell stories and sing to him.

Mostly she would think.

She would think about the day she just lived,
about the day tomorrow, and the days after that.
And about when she was grown-up
she would go to bed when she was good and ready.

She would think about people in her life
and people she’d heard or read about that she didn’t know.

She would think about animals and birds,
the sky, weather, water, earth,
how glad she was they had indoor plumbing.

The little girl, also, thought about God.
Who He was and what He did and where He lived.
She wondered how He could hear everybody’s prayers
at the same time and not get them all mixed up.
She thought sometimes He did get mixed up
because some things were just crazy.

She wondered if He knew it was after eleven,
the news was over, the TV turned off,
and everybody was in their beds, asleep.
Everybody was asleep, except her.

Sometimes she would ask Him to please
make morning a little later in the day.

That never happened but she guessed He had to start the day early
being God and with all He had to do.

It was not easy being a little girl who was a night owl
and still had to be an eagle in the morning.

Image: morgueFile

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · Uncategorized

M is for motivation…

m4pThere was a little girl who

learned a lesson in motivation from her mommy.

The little girl’s family had a really old refrigerator.
Sometimes it would get all icy or it wouldn’t get cold at all.

Her mommy,
who wasn’t too fond of the kitchen anyway,
hated that refrigerator.


One day when it wasn’t working her mommy
called daddy at work to tell him about
the **** refrigerator and she wanted a new one.

Daddy said just remove the bottom panel
and take a screw driver and wiggle the thingy-a-bob
a couple of times and it would be fine.

Mommy was not happy.

One thing you need to know about the little girl’s mommy
she could get very angry.
When she was very angry she was very strong.

Mommy hung up the phone,
unplugged the refrigerator, pushed it across the kitchen,
shoved it down the steps, out the door, and to the middle of the driveway.

When daddy came home they went to the store and bought a new refrigerator.

The little girl learned that anger can motivate you
to do things that seem impossible.

She also learned that when mommy was motivated
daddy was motivated, too.

Image: freedigitalphotos

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · Uncategorized

L is for library…



There was a little girl who

loved the library.

She loved it because she loved reading
and the library had more books than she could count.


Before she knew how to read she would look at her picture books
and dream of the day she would read the words with the pictures.
She would look at her daddy’s books and wondered
how long it would be until she would have books with only words.

She could read a little bit before she went to school.
And once she learned to read for real
her daddy would take her to the library.

They went every two weeks.
Daddy would get a book or two and she would get a bunch.
Sometimes when they went back to the library
she would renew a book so she could read it again.
Some books were just too good to read only once.

The library was a wonderful place.
A place of books.
The little girl loved books.

Image: morgueFile

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts

A to Z Challenge 2014 · memories · opinion · Uncategorized

K is for kindergarten…


There was a little girl who

looked forward to the first day of kindergarten.

All summer she heard about what fun school was
and all the wonderful things she would learn and do.

Then the big day was here.
First day of school…ever.


Right from the first day the little girl knew
this was one of those things that adults
don’t tell the whole truth about.
They don’t lie but they make it seem something
other than what it really is.

1)  you have to get up early… really this isn’t a good thing
2) you have to hurry…no lolligagging…but
rushing is not how mornings are meant to be

Then once at school the “not quite the truth” continues

3) you have to sit where the teacher wants you to…even if it isn’t by a window
4) you have to stay in your seat… but sometimes you just need to wander around
5) you have to listen even when the lesson is boring…and it is often boring
6) you can’t talk unless you raise your hand first and
then you can only talk about the “subject”…even if you have something great to say
7) you have to stay until the teacher says you can go,..that is nonsense,
maybe there is something interesting happening in the hall or outside…
you can’t even go to the bathroom without “permission”

And the really horrible thing is

8) you have to go to school whether you want to or not…unless you are sick…
you know sometimes you need a day off just because

And the most horrible terrible awful unbelievable of all
9)  there is, counting kindergarten, at least 13 years of this.

!13 years!

School was okay.
There were fun new things everyday.
And there was so much to learn.
It was exciting!

But still there was that “you have to go to school everyday” rule.


The little girl realized why schools have fences around them.
They are prisons.

Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts
Click on badge to see other A to Z Posts

Images: morgueFile
 school   fence