It’s Friday! Yea!! It’s also a long weekend here in Canada, as our Thanksgiving is Monday. Turkey anyone?
But for right now it’s Friday and time once again for the magical stories of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the one and only Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
If you want to participate in this weekly party just click on Rochelle’s name and you will be taken to her blog where you can read the few rules we follow and how it’s done. Or, if you just want to read some great stories, once again click on Rochelle’s name and scroll down till you meet the little blue critter and click on him and you can read some truly wonderful writing.
Here is this week’s picture followed by my story. Hope you enjoy!
Genre: Literary fiction (100 words)
“Mama! Mama! Look I am killing the lions!”
Marie smiled and waved at her young son as he wielded a stick like a sword. She had taken him yesterday to see L’Amphithéâtre des Trois Gauls. After a brief history lesson, his imagination took over.
She had saved her money from two jobs to take this trip to Lyon.
After her boyfriend left before the boy was born, she had felt like those martyrs of old.
Smiling through her tears at her son, she knew it was all worth it. He would grow up to be a strong man like his ancestors.
Oh, loved it! These kind of experiences stay with you and have a lasting impact. Nice one, Jackie!
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This week was a hard one for me. So I’m glad you liked it. thank you 🙂
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I truly did. I find they’re always a challenge, Jackie!
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Oh my … the revealing of personal history changed the impact. Well done!
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Thank you Frank! 🙂
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Hi Jackie, a beautiful piece combining history and love. Excellent.
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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This was beautiful! So much emotion in these 100 words, liked it a lot. Wishing you a good weekend.
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Thank you tiny! You have a wonderful weekend also. 🙂
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Dear Jackie,
A sweet story that left me feeling warm and fuzzy. Nice one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I was in a sweet mood. Thank you Rochelle. 🙂
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Dear Jackie,
Your story just gave me a great idea for a book. Thank you very much. (No, not stealing anything from your story. Besides, I just gave the idea to someone else who will make piles of money from it.
There was an undercurrent of sadness braided with hope in you beautiful, heartwarming story. Strength may be being bred out of our civilization nowadays. Nice to hark back to where it came from.
Aloha,
Doug
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Dear Doug,
Hey I hope someone makes piles of cash! You’ll have to let me know if you or this other person actuallly writes it! I love it!
Thanks for reading and commenting. 🙂
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Good for her. Sounds as though the time away will do her good and the memories will be precious for both of them. Thank goodness she’s not one of those moms who screeches in horror if her child plays with a pretend sword or gun!! He has a chance to grow up manly. 🙂
janet
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Well with her far off connections playing with a sword seemed perfect! Kids need to be kids sometimes and I’m not much for political correctness. 😉
Thanks for reading Janet.
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That was a very vivid tale that we can all relate to – the martyr to martyr (in a good way) letting imagination run wild, and growing up strong – that all sounds pretty good to me. Next lesson, however, should be mercy and forgiveness…
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I’m sure she is working those lessons in. Thanks for reading 🙂
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As a mother I enjoyed this tale of pride.
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Thank you Dawn. 🙂
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Hopeful mother. 🙂 Happy Thanksgiving,
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Thank you! I think mothers are ever hopeful. 🙂
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Well told story appropriate to the prompt and with a positive moral. Ann
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Thank you for reading, Ann.
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Sorry, I also enjoyed the read! (Read very late when tired)! Ann
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