What follows is offered in response to Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge. The challenge, this week, is "Robbed".
Long Past Play
The old man sat in the rickety chair. The wooden porch was bare of paint. A young boy sat at his feet.
"You kids, today .... you don't know .... we never had no "childhood". We worked. Sometimes 16 hours a day. Never saw the sun. No time for play. They robbed us of bein' kids."
"You wanna play now? I got marbles." The boy held up a bag but it spilled open and the marbles escaped and bounced down off the porch.
"Best catch them marbles, boy. Go find some friends to play with. I never learned. Besides, I'm long past play."
Ndinombethe. Ubuntu.
4 comments:
I hope I am never too old to play.
Love the dialogue here.
Old people reminiscing about the old days ... nothing like that
...this story seems to have so many layers... very good stuff...
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