Free Write A Little Girl

 

This is the last time the three writers will be together until February. We will still Free Write each week, but use e-mails and the internet to communicate.

Rather than use a photo or a sentence in a book, we spied an adorable toddler in the tea room where we were meeting and decided to use her as the prompt.After we finished we all said, we had more trouble with this one than most. hmmm

D-L'S Free Write

I put one foot in front of another. I've only been walking a few months. When I fall down Mommy or Nanny say "Whoopsie Daisy."

We have daisies in the garden. Nanny points to them and says, "Daisy. Rose. Chrimumbums."

 I like it when Mommy straps me in the car. We go to the tearoom. I get a chocolate cookie. Mommy rubs the crumbs from my face. I don't like that. I want to lick them off. I tilt my head. I tell her "Stop."

Sometimes we meet Mommy's friends. Auntie Phil. She bring Bobby. He's my age. He always grabs my cookie. I have to eat it fast so he can't.

Auntie Sally brings Annie. She's my age. She brings her bear. I bring my bear, We all play.

Here's the lady who brings my cookie. Yummy. 

Rick's Free Write

Not sure where the Mom was. (Or the Dad.) I assumed some adult was nearby. But all we could see was a toddler, maybe 14-15 months, dressed in all-white pajamas (is that practical?) by the window of the café, carefully, tentatively, easing her way past a potted plant that was a foot taller than her. She managed to slide by without knocking it over. And presumably reconnected with a parent (or nanny) because a few minutes later they walked out through the sliding door, the toddler now bundled up in a bright pink puff coat.

The little girl had probably been observing the Christmas tree in the corner. (The one we chose not to sit by, lest Sherlock think it was an indoor toilet.) Bright, multicolored lights, constantly flashing white lights, a plethora of colored bulbs, and the obligatory gold star on top.

It doesn’t feel festive yet, as the temperatures are warming. But if we need the holiday spirit, there’s always a Hallmark movie. 

Julia's Free Write

It was that time of year: the annual rush towards Christmas.

Christmas trees, wreathes and strings of light blossomed everywhere. It did help lighten up those dark grey days, but sometimes the forced cheer was a bit much.

Social engagements seemed overwhelming at times: but which friend or family member to snub? One couldn’t so didn’t, the end result being exhaustion.

Parents and grandparents were tempted to be out and about more, little ones in tow.

It was one of these who drew my attention the other morning.

In one of my favorite tea rooms she wandered, fairly well-behaved, in all directions. Not touching the tree in the corner, but leaving fingerprints along the window. Too young to be interested in whatever the adults were doing, she could have easily been the Christmas angel on the tree in the corner.

About the three Free Writers:

Rick Adams is an aviation journalist and publisher of www.aviationvoices.com, a weekly newsletter reporting the top stories about the airline industry. He is the author of The Robot in the Simulator. AI in Aviation Training.  

Visit D-L.'s website  https://dlnelsonwriter.com, She is the author of 15 fiction and three non fiction books. Her 300 Unsung Women, bios of women who battled gender limitations, can be purchased  at https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/300-unsung-women-d-l-nelson/1147305797?ean=9798990385504 

Visit Julia's blog. She has written and taken photos and loves syncing up with friends.  Her blog can be found: https://viewsfromeverywhere.blogspot.com/