For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 14 April 2017
Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson
As a waitress and single mother, Olivia could barely make ends meet. What kept her going was her faith she’d make it big in Hollywood someday.
Most days, she made do with leftover food. Today was no different. She was ecstatic when a customer barely finished half of his pizza.
“What’s for dinner, Mama?” her daughter Ella asked Olivia as soon as she arrived home.
“How about pizza?”
“Yipee!” Little Ella couldn’t hide the excitement on her face.
“Someday,” Olivia thought as she was setting the table ready, “Ella and I will look back and remember this time with fondness.”
Location: Stockholm, Sweden
Location: The Parthenon, Athens, Greece
Safety in numbers comes to mind when I see kids going on a field trip together to a museum or to an ancient site. Oftentimes, the place can be so crowded with tourists that wearing color-coded baseball caps becomes handy. It surely helps keep track of everybody in the group.
This is another picture that I took outside the National Archaeological Museum in Naples, Italy. In my humble opinion, it’s commendable that kids are exposed to culture at an early age in a relatively safe and secure manner. The experience will last them a lifetime.
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For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 7 April 2017
Photo Credit: Jellico’s Stationhouse
Ryan found the bike staring like a dog straining to go out.
It reminded him of Amanda in his 8th grade class. Whenever Ryan saw her, he felt an itch in his heart that he couldn’t scratch.
If there was a problem, it was that Ryan wasn’t in her league. He was overweight. With a head round like an orange and a body shaped like a pear, Ryan begged his mom for a bike so he could get in shape and maybe win her over.
“OK, dude, today’s the start of a new beginning. Let’s have fun in the park.”