CSMA Prompts and Practice · writing

22March 2014

22 March 2014

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The prompts are:

  1. It looked soft and supple
  2. Shortbread
  3. We all had to do it

Begin Writing
We had three prompts for the group today.  None of them were very inspiring but we all had the same ones.  We all had to do it.  We all had to write.

The first prompt was “It looked soft and supple”. I rejected this one almost immediately, too easy to get myself in trouble with this unless I wrote about water balloons or something.

The second was “shortbread”.  Now this one had some promise.  I decided to run with it.

So I did.

Little Mary Ann Johnston donned her green uniform and grabbed her order form.  She yelled as she headed out the door, “Bye Mom, I’m going to sell cookies.”

“OK dear don’t forget about your tennis lesson at one.”

“Got it Mom, have fun with your garden club.”

Mary Ann had mapped out her route in detail before she began.  Elm Street was where she was to start today.  She headed that way.

The first door she knocked on was the Jones house.  They were always good for at least three boxes of shortbread.

“Good morning Mary Ann,” said Mrs. Jones as she swung open the front door.

“Good morning to you Mrs. Jones.  Its cookie time again, our favorite time of year.  Shall I mark you down for shortbreads?  How many boxes would you like?”

“Oh Mary Ann, I just bought five boxes not more than 20 minutes ago.  I couldn’t possibly get more than that.  Why, I’d get as big as a house.  The girls were from your troop.  I thought you had sent them here.”

“That’s OK Mrs. Jones.  They must have gotten confused.  Thanks for supporting the scouts.”  Mary Ann smiled and turned back towards the street.

When she got back down the walkway she was steamed.  Somebody was moving into her territory.  This meant war.

Mary Ann went back to Third Street.  She decided to check the perimeter of today’s grid and find the interlopers.  She did not have to go far.  On Apple, just two streets down she saw them.  It was Helen and Barbie.  They were pulling a wagon with Barbie’s little sister, Skipper.

Mary Ann picked up a branch from beneath the Larson’s persimmon tree and headed towards the other girls.

Helen saw her first and elbowed Barbie in the ribs.  Both girls stopped and watched Mary Ann advance, slapping the branch into her open palm with each step.

“Hi Mary Ann,” said Helen with honey dripping off each word.  “What are you doing here?”

“The question is not what I’m doing here,” Mary Ann said, “It’s what are you doing here you snotty bitch?  This is my territory, you can’t sell here.”

“Can too”
Time is up. Put down your writing implements and step away from the paper.

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