#100WW — The Ocean

E3FB10A8-0896-4CF0-B62B-8966A3A3AF14“I want to see the ocean,” Dorothy said when her parents asked her what she wanted most.

“Of course,” her mother said, eyes filling with tears, “Dad and I will take you to see the ocean.”

Dorothy smiled. Now tears were running down her cheeks.

Just a few days after her request, Dorothy and her parents flew to Massachusetts. The first thing Dorothy did was run out onto a rocky shore and marvel at what she saw. “It’s beautiful,” she said.

Dorothy was losing her battle with leukemia. “A few more months,” the doctors said. And Kansas has no ocean.

(100 words)


Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo credit: Danka & Peter.

 

One-Liner Wednesday — Despotism and the Free Press

“Despotism is the enemy of the people. The free press is the despot’s enemy.”

US Senator Jeff Flake

Yes, I’m as shocked as you are that I would choose to quote something said by the junior senator from Arizona, Jeff Flake.

Why am I shocked? Because he’s a Republican senator. And there’s usually very little said by any Republican politician that I consider to be quote worthy. However, when someone speaks the truth, it doesn’t matter to me whether that person is a liberal or a conservative, a Democrat or a Republican. If it’s the truth, it deserves to be quoted.

And in this case, what Senator Flake said is not an “alternative fact,” it’s not “fake news.” It’s simply the truth.


Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.

 

Direct Correlation

90430AC9-D149-4464-8FB7-F8639CA71BA8“I hate tardiness,” he said at the staff meeting. “The workday starts at 8:30 and I expect you to be at your desks working at 8:30. That doesn’t mean sipping coffee, munching on a Danish, and gossiping with your neighbors. It doesn’t mean waiting for your computer to boot up. It means working.”

Stan relied on public transportation to get to the office each day and, as anyone who has had to commute to work by bus or train knows, public transit doesn’t always run on time.

Stan raised his hand. “Boss,” he said, “Isn’t getting our work assignments completed on time and in a quality manner more important than being seated at our desks precisely at 8:30?”

“No, it is not!” roared back the manager. “Being tardy for work demonstrates a lack of responsibility. If you can’t make the effort to get to work on time, how can I expect you to be able to get your work product completed on time?”

“That’s ridiculous,” Stan objected. “There’s no direct correlation between being on time for work and doing one’s job.”

“There is as long as I’m your boss!”

“But many of us use public transit to get to work,” Stan said. “We can’t control if the buses are running late.”

“Leave for work earlier,” the boss responded, “or drive to work.”

“That’s nuts. With what this company pays us, we can’t all afford to buy a car just to have it sit in the parking lot all day long.”

“That’s your problem, not mine. Don’t be tardy.”

“I won’t be late again. I quit,” Stan announced, and stormed out of the room.

“See,” the boss said to those remaining in the room. “There is a direct correlation between being tardy and being able to do your job.”


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “tardy,” which I believe was posted a bit tardy today.

FFfAW — Practical Art

img_0521“It’s pure genius,” Phil said. “I took a felled, dead tree and turned it into a work of art that serves practical purpose.”

“Well, it’s interesting,” the director of city parks said. “But I think we were looking for something a bit more, um, traditional.”

“You can’t be serious,” Phil objected. “Thousands of visitors come to this park every year. Don’t you think they’d appreciate ecologically and environmentally responsible park benches carved right out of nature?”

“I appreciate that,” the director said, “But we have to replace several dozen of the existing broken and worn park benches with new ones and we need them fast. How long did it take you to make just this one?”

“An artist can’t be rushed,” Phil responded. “And did you notice how I used the carved out pieces from the bench to make foot rests? Ingenious, right”

“I’m sorry, Phil,” the director said. “I’m going to go with our regular bench supplier. But since your bench is so artistic, I’ll put it behind the museum.”

(172 words)


Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Photo credit: me!

#JusJoJan — Rose Colored Glasses

img_0522“Seeing things through rose-colored glasses” is an idiomatic expression meaning having an optimistic perception or opinion about something or someone. It’s essentially possessing a highly positive and sometimes unrealistic attitude.

When Malcolm was younger, he used to see the world through rose-colored glasses. He always tried to see the best in people, to make the most out of situations, and to remain positive and optimistic. He wasn’t a total Pollyanna, but he was kind of naïve.

As Malcolm grew older, he became more realistic. He came to understand through first hand experience that people did not always have good intentions and weren’t always altruistic. He would find himself in situations where the outcomes weren’t always positive.

Once Malcolm became a middle aged man, he lost much of his youthful optimism and naïveté to pragmatism. And then as people disappointed him, his pragmatism turned into skepticism. And lately, his skepticism has turned into cynicism.

Malcolm no longer sees the world through rose-colored glasses. In fact, his views of the world have become pretty dark of late. The color Malcolm is seeing most these days is red — dark, dark red.

And that makes the world appear to be kinda bleak to to Malcolm.


Written for today’s Just Jot It January prompt from Linda G. Hill. The chosen word for today, “color” (or “colour”) was selected by Supernatural Snark.