See that silver, sleek, streak whizzing by – that’s ME – an offspring of the Little Engine that Could. We snicker at the “Greatest Generation” trains down at Central Station.
That Little Engine huffed and puffed to pull two cars and a caboose on flat lands.
Look at us now! The Z-Gen-ers, pulling forty-five cars! Our clientele sit in comfort, sip, dip, and even tip.
But the Old Engines say we wouldn’t even be, if not for them. They say stay on track, straight and narrow.
Why? ,,,,,,,,,,,, I think I’ll try a Wheelie………..
NEWSFLASH: Ninety killed by The Big Engine That Couldn’t!
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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS
Image: Thanks to PHOTO PROMPT © Dawn M. Miller
Challenge 100-word story, by Rochelle at https://rochellewisoff.com/
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ABOUT ME
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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A lot of truth and creativity with this one, Oneta. It’s appropriate in another way: I was so touched by President Bush’s decision to travel by train to his final resting place. After some thought, I decided not to travel up to the departure point to wave goodbye, but it was so good to see so many people lining the route.
Actually I didn’t have an idea what I was going to do with this picture. As I watched the train today, I thought of doing a “big man/little man” story. That didn’t click with a hundred words so I “evolved” into “big train/little train” which took me to the Little Engine that Could. The mind is an interesting thing! Have you been to his Presidential Library? I’m sure you would find stories galore. It’s getting late; I’m about one hour from the end of a book so I’m off to finish it tonight. Hardly got any blog reading done today. Spent most of the day on making a Christmas card list. Last years list blew with a computer this fall, so I had to look up all addresses again. I’ve got to get better at backing up my stuff.
Your creativity is delightful, even when it startles. I’m upended over this one, Oneta. 😉
I read this at midnight or thereabouts; then went to bed giggling. It didn’t strike me as that funny until I read your comment. Then the “picture” of an Am-track doing a Wheelie wouldn’t leave my head.
So beautifully written, Oneta. I love the clientele who sip, drip and even tip!
Thank you. Dripping as in drooling? Maybe so. 😀
DIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Who knows? If they are my age and sip too much, they certainly might drip! 😀
Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should. Little Big Train might have remembered that if he talked to an older train first.
They could have emphasized why he should stay on the straight and narrow! Thanks for the comment. I tried to find a blog for you but failed. Maybe I’ll find you another time.
😀 I enjoyed reading your piece of flash fiction.
Thank you. Are you writing Friday Fictioneers? If so, maybe I will find you sometime.
Yes I am 😊
I’ll watch for you in the Green Frog.
Trying a wheelie will certainly show that the Z-gen-ers lack the plain common sense of their great-great-grandparents 🙂
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Every generation tries to improve upon the generation before. Without experience gathered by first generation, would second generation succeed?
So first generation “planters” should be sure they are laying a solid and secure foundation to build upon.
You surprised me with this one. Love it. So much wisdom and insight as well. Thank you.
Thanks, Faye. I’m impressed that I “gotcha.” 😀
Oh I so feared their cockiness would cause trouble..
Well done, Oneta!
It does happen, sure ‘nuf! Thanks.