In those immortal 4 words….”hey ho, let’s go!” Not taking no for an answer. I enjoy writing (mostly) and I’m not going another week without joining in the fun. I know you all can relate to sitting in front of a blank screen until you realize, the longer you sit there, the screen is simply reflecting what’s in your head. Scare-ree. I’ve gone the last 2 weeks without posting a SSS and I’m simply not going to let it go to 3, so here go’s nothing. (hey. that would have been a cool joke, huh? nothing, empty space for the 6. yeah, yeah, so that’s a little weird. blame it on the heat! that’s right. 92 degrees today. yowza.)
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She screamed, in a tone we all knew intimately, not frantic, not angry but….sprinkled, you might say, with a dash of desperation…
“Can I please get a volunteer!!! All I need is a single volunteer to stand in for a short story. What do you say??!”
No one moved, statues all, no one responded, absolutely no one presented themselves forefront and center to offer their services and absolutely everyone, for some odd reason, was staring at me, Lyndon Landever, 8 year old from Cornwall, Connecticut, who pretty much keeps to himself and who for sure hasn’t had much experience out there, in fact, I haven’t had any.
So why they thought me so special I can’t tell you, well, except maybe… maybe it’s because about 2 weeks ago, after school, I discovered a portal to another dimension on the east end of West Cornwall Covered Bridge, but in my mind, that doesn’t make me any more qualified than any of the other guys, to be her volunteer today…. so it’s kinda looking like she’s out of luck again!
Ah, the desperation, on both ends. How i remember never wanting to volunteer, never wanting to be called upon!
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Really! Nope, me neither. I always secretly wished I could make myself invisible lol
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don’t know which is worse to be an unwilling volunteer, or the person left hanging asking for one!
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Mmm.. that is a tough one. Think I’ll go with the former 🙂 No, wait….I don’t know which is worse either!
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Well, Lyndon surely has a story to tell, but I suspect he would much rather just write it and hand it in than stand in front of the class and tell it or read it.
I hope the teacher had something else lined up on her lesson plan.
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He most certainly does have a story to tell. At least I was convinced of that 2 weeks ago and yet, he slipped away.
I’m hoping he’ll come around again soon 🙂
btw, you’re right on the money. Lyndon is not one for public speaking or being in the spotlight for any reason 😀
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Wow, Denise. When you write, you write. Typical Clark-like kid, no?
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Lol. Thank you? 🙂
And yes, for sure!
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Is there a reason we never see Clark and Denise at the same time? Hmmm
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Why, you’re right! Where is Clark? 😀
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Volunteer can be put in quotes, i.e., be dragged kicking and screaming…
fun way of handling your Six Sentence production.
So we will hear more about that portal…?
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Quotes indeed. Thanks!
I hope so. Lyndon popped up one day, kinda introduced himself and then….disappeared lol. I’ll have to meet up with him again, see what he’s got to say.
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Ooh, I’ve been on both sides of the desk in this scenario. As a kid, I always hated being called on for an answer. As a teacher, nothing feels as long as the time between a request for an answer and when one finally volunteers. Or…worse…when you have to be the one to call on the unwilling masses!
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Same here, the same mantra going on in my head “don’t pick me, don’t pick me” lol
So how did you pick your volunteer? What made you decide on one student over the other(s)?
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Ancient Chinese secret! LOL.
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Loved your six sentence story. Lyndon sounds like he might be pretty special after all. And well, it made me think how, when I was a kid, I secretly hoped that someone like the librarian would pull me aside – having seen some special spark in little old me – and take me to a secret passage and show me where all the secret books were, for that one special kid who would come along and use them to write the next version of the Neverending Story… lol
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Thanks, Cyndi 🙂 I believe he is, but I don’t know him all that well yet 😀
How cute! That would have been very cool. But wait! Maybe you were taken to a secret passage and shown where the secret books were and you read them but when it was time to go back through the secret passage, all of what you read got buried deep in your subconscious, huh? 😀 Whadya think! Maybe you did read all those secret books!!
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