Thank you to Rochelle for posting Ted’s picture as this week’s prompt for Friday Fictioneers. There are magical adventures for children in books, and in our library a lively reading group for children encourages their imagination to flourish. My fiction this week plays with the idea of being transported into the world of stories.
Magical Matilda related stories to children in the library, and her incantations transported them to many places.
They felt sand between their toes as they watched turtles shuffle along the Barbados beach. She talked about polar bears as the children shivered and huddled in an Igloo and rubbed noses with Eskimos wearing furry parkas. In India, they rode elephants and picked tea leaves in Assam among one-horned Rhinos.
Matilda’s magical spells failed when the Pied Piper stole her children in Hamelin, and siblings became ill, nibbling on gingerbread in a German forest.
I am amazed how the BMW in Liz Young’s photo-prompt does not appear to have any damage, considering the wall and railings are in pieces.
You can read more Friday Fictioneer’s contributions and stories here.
She drives wearing high heels, rummages in her handbag and, at junctions, if she stops, she has to text the kids. When we are in the car, she will nag at me. You missed the kids’ school play and games day–-a crime in her eyes. The traffic accident held me up. I didn’t get home until midnight. Apparently, I never liked her Mum. Hell! the poor lady died before we met.
You are wearing the wrong shirt, and Martha will comment on it.