“I see a cute and cuddly teddy bear reaching out for a hug,” Rachel said.
“I see God peeking out from behind the clouds, gracing us all in His glory,” said Anita.
“I see a map of Europe and Africa,” Robert said.
“I see thunder clouds forming and a thunderstorm coming,” Jimmy said.
“Have you no imagination whatsoever, Jimmy?” Rachel asked. “Surely you see something else when you look at those clouds.”
“They’re clouds, Rachel,” Jimmy said. “They are made of drops of water that are too small to see, which have turned into a gas called water vapor. As the water vapor goes higher in the sky, the air gets cooler. And that causes the water droplets to start to stick to things like bits of dust, ice, or sea salt. And that’s how the clouds form. Then the wind moves those clouds across the sky, constantly changing their shapes.”
“You really need to get a life, Jimmy,” Rachel said.
(161 words)
Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Photo credit: Jodi McKinney.
Good post!
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Thanks.
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👍
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Oh, I don’t know. That’s pretty miraculous all by itself.
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LOL don’t we all know a Jimmy? 😛
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Oh Jimmy lol. Such a good post.
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Thanks.
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I’m with Robert!
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Ha. I think I am, too.
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That Jimmy sure knows his meteorology.
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I bet he looked it up on Google. 😏
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You are probably right, as that is how I learn everything.
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Love this!!
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Thanks Cheryl.
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Hahaha! Does Jimmy have no imagination? Cute story!
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Thanks.
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Great story!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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