“Where do you want to go eat – a special treat for Birthing Person Day.” Jake asked with a smile.
“I don’t care,” Elly replied.
“Come on, tell me where?”
“Okay I’ll tell you. I want to go to Denver. I want to see my Birthing Person,” Elly whined.
“Denver? Let’s throw some things together. We can be there before breakfast.”
Elly jumped for joy. “It is so good to be among the woke generation – not tied up with boundaries.”
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Written from picture prompt for Friday Fictioneers – A 100 word story challenge by Rochelle
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
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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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The “woke” generation may not THINK it has boundaries. They’ll learn.
I predict the money will run out before they/we are ready. Thanks for the response.