During April I will once again join the hundreds of bloggers partaking in the A-Z Challenge. As I have to write a story a day, I may be absent from some of my more usual venues! My 2017 theme reveal can be found HERE
Post 1491. Thursday March 30
Six Sentence Stories
‘It wasn’t my fault’ said little Billy as he stood over the shattered flower pot, ‘it was my football’s fault because it went the wrong way when I kicked it’
Daddy cleared up the mess and found a new home for the sorry looking poppy plant.
Billy gave the football a serious talking to. ‘You must go where I kick you, do you understand?’ he said wagging his finger, but the football didn’t answer.
‘Right’ said Billy, ‘let’s try again and this time behave - one two three kick!’
For Six Sentence Stories where this week's given word is Fault
I am not sure he'd have had a second try that day, my dad would have taken the ball for 24.
ReplyDeleteOh, cruel dad! Cheers Paul
DeleteDaddy should take Billy down the park and kick the ball with him down there.
ReplyDeleteFar more fun to cause chaos!
DeleteKinda reminds me of the time I came home and noticed that the ceramic dragon in the foyer was gone. It was an errant shoe that somehow learned how to fly. Better than the time I found a hole in the ceiling where an errant golf club landed. Boys!!! Three of them.
ReplyDeleteYea! That's brilliant. Thanks for dropping by Denise.
DeleteI once took out our plate glass living room window when I was kicking my feet and dancing with joy and my shoe flew off. It was a Dr. Scholl's foot sandal, those wooden ones - anyone remember those? My parents gave me a pass, because I was so happy at graduating high school that day.
DeleteI can top this with tell from a friend in Utah (USA). On Thanksgiving Day one of the boys swung a golf club into their huge aquarium. O_o I saw the still-damaged floor all these years later.
ReplyDeleteOh wow! Did any of the fish survive?
DeleteI am so laughing because I am sure the words Billy admonished and encouraged to the football were the same ones he had heard at one time or another from his Dad. To Billy, that football was definitely in control.
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly what I had in mind when I gave him those words! Thanks Val
DeleteI suspect Billy's about to lose that football, at least for the day. It's important that children are taught to be careful, but there also has to be some slack for accidental damage. It sounds like Billy's Dad was understanding, as he didn't get too angry about the broken flowerpot. Another incident so soon after might not go as well!
ReplyDeleteI suspect he got into a bit of trouble the second time!
DeleteYou made my day! Thanks - we all need a little levity in life!
ReplyDeleteI could not agree more! Thanks Brenda
DeleteSomebody take that child out to a football field, quickly!
ReplyDeleteHe'd probably only destroy a tree!
DeleteHard lesson, taking responsibility, being accountable...
ReplyDeleteThe football should take some of the blame! Cheers!
Deletethe intent is sound, the boy did not hit the plant (or the window), he was merely the agent. The principle, the football, surely must be brought in to the process in order that the function it was created for might yield a more beneficial outcome for all involved.
ReplyDeleteSpoken like the council for the defendant! Thanks for your most amusing comment Clark
DeleteThanks for the fond memories, Keith. I've always been a clutz. My mother will happily tell you about all the things of hers I broke as a clumsy child. lol
ReplyDeleteWhat a clumsy lot my readers are! I was perfect of course.
DeleteThat football has a real attitude! Ours was a shoe through the side of the sofa...from indoor football....
ReplyDeleteThat football probably just earned itself a time-out!
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