This is her first competition ever. She’s been training in the Jump Rope team for a few months and now it’s the time to show what she has learned.
The competition is in Bainbridge Island, on the same day as her little sister’s best friend’s birthday party.
She goes with mom only then. Daddy will take her sister to the party.
To take the ferry on the day of they’ll have to get up so early, so they take an evening ferry the night before.
The view of Seattle is nice, with the Big Wheel all colorful.
Dinner at a restaurant, then hotel to get some rest.
This is the big day!
She wakes up, mom braids her hair and off they go.
She participates in 5 heats, in both speed and freestyle.
She’s not too fast.
She does a few cool tricks in the freestyle, but would that be enough?
Turns out it’s not. No medals today.
Her eyes are filled with tears…
This post was written for the FFfAW Challenge – 178th, hosted by Priceless Joy.
The picture this week (at the right) was provided by Ted Strutz ans shows one the Washington State Ferries. I’ve been many times on those ferries and for the past 3 years at least once we go to Bainbridge Island for my daughter’s jump rope competition.
So the story is not really fiction today, as I tried to tell the story of her first competition ever.
The picture at the top was taken by me, from the ferry, the night before that first ever competition, on our way to Bainbridge.
To see more entries for the prompt, click on the blue frog below:
Update: I decided to add translations to my texts. This is the first I translated and I’ll be adding more to the other posts too. To get to the translations, I’ll add a link like the below pointing to it. Enjoy!
He escaped from prison long ago and since then have been living in the woods.
Abuse and cannibalism.
Police went crazy trying to find him, but the woods were so tight that he was able to hide well enough.
Last year a new house was built at the edge of the woods.
A house with adventurous kids.
The kids would explore the woods from time to time.
A boy and a girl, like Hansel and Gretel.
They were thin and tiny.
He watched from his hideout.
Peering from the woods.
Someday they would be big and plump…
This post was witten in reponse to the August 9: Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Carrot Ranch.
It’s been a while that I don’t write. Life has been busy and creativity not being exercised. Hopefully I’ll find some more time, but no promises here….
As for the theme I chose within the prompt suggestion… well I’ve been reading lots of horror literature…
Hope you enjoy this tiny treat. ;o)
Sometimes I am faced with a challenge, and I’m afraid of guessing a solution and making the problems worse.
To be safe, I seek help of people I assume will know better.
Then I realize those people are as helpless as I am, and give me only what I have already seen or else something completely unrelated.
That’s when I become braver to trust my own knowledge/instincts.
And that’s how today I solved a problem that was going on since Thursday…
Yay to braver me!
Weathered but showing how it used to be…
This post was written in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Weathered.
The picture was taken on our visit to San Juan last year, and before the hurricane.
San Juan is a beautiful little city, with a lots of historic sites and wonderful views. I was very sad to see how the hurricane hit the city, “weathering” it really further.
Just hope people there are able to get back to their normal lives soon (apparently powers has not yet been restored throughout the entire city, and re-building always takes a while…)