I was out shopping over the weekend and kept crossing paths with this one family – two kids, mom and dad, and grandma.
The boy, maybe 10 or 11, had the most stunning, electric blue hair that I’ve ever seen. Grandma had unicorn hair – teal, purple, blue, pink, yellow. I was envious.
Last time I chanced on them I was on my way out of the store. Their group had stopped and were discussing snack purchases. There was an older couple standing between us facing them. The other woman was perhaps my mother’s age, or at least her generation, She had the sourest look on her face, and was shaking her head and muttering under her breath looking right at this family. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but it was obvious what she was thinking.
As I walked past the family I leaned down beside the boy and said, “cool hair.” The smile on his face was infectious. I turned to Grandma, “I like your hair too.” Her smile was as big as her grandson’s. I wish I had turned around to look at the other woman. I made a point to say all this loud enough that I knew she had heard me.
Some people seem to have forgotten how to have fun, and begrudge those who haven’t.
I miss my purple hair.
“Life is too short to not have fun; we are only here for a short time compared to the sun and the moon and all that.” ~ Coolio
This week’s word is:
What to do:
Using “fun” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.
6 thoughts on “100 Word Challenge: Fun”
loved this, made me laugh 🙂
My first for this one with “Hanging Way Over” at https://katybrandes.wordpress.com/2018/08/29/hanging-way-over/
I’m not at school yet. Granny looks after me. We call her ‘Ma’. Mum’s at work. Dad’s away on the boats .
Big surprise! Greeting us all in his noisy, bustling way, swinging his duffle bag, he’s here. I eagerly unwrap my present, a brightly-coloured, toy brush and pan set!
Excited about my red brush, blue dustpan and bright yellow duster, I see a tall green sweeping brush too. Just like Ma’s. Giggling, I sweep the floor, while Ma makes dad a cup of tea.
It’s time to go home. Sleepily, I hold my brush and pan all the way home.
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Clever… I wish I had thought of gifting my kids with brush and dust pan when they were young.
yeh, all pretty scary when you think of the messages it gives wee girls about the role of females but still a fond memory, thanks Tara, I liked yours too 🙂
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