The quieter you become the more you can hear ~ Ram Dass



Saturday, January 5, 2013

Saturday Centus #141

Number of words: 100 words  
Style of writing: First Person
Additional Pictures: Any 









I’m sitting on the park bench.  I just can’t get the children and the tragedy out of my head.  It’s been consuming me. 


I notice a mother hand her little boy a ball.  He holds it in his palm stilling it.

“Hey lady” I hear as the boy slowly walks towards me.  “You want to see the world?”

“That’s pretty neat” I say.

“Mommy says I’m going to learn all about it when I go to school soon.”

I glance at the mom and both of us have tears in our eyes.  “Yes you will” I say.   

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10 comments:

Karen S. said...

Yep, I think many of us are right there with you. May we learn something from it all? I sure pray/hope/believe so.

Sue said...

So poignant.

And so terribly sad.

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Bookie said...

So evocative of a recent pain...and a universal fear of mothers...nice.

Bethe77 said...

So thought provoking!
You feel the pain and hope for answers.
Happy New Year
Blessings

Kim said...

Let's hope all the children can go to school without further tragedies.

Well done!

Emma Major said...

feeling for all children going back to school

Carrie said...

well said. I hope that those particular tragedies are in the past. It's not right to bring children into such horrors

visiting from Saturday Centus

EdenHouse said...

Oh how I and millions of others wish guns had never been invented

Kris Osage said...

Wonderfully vivid and well written !!! :)

Jenny said...

Oh man.

Tearing up here.

This was incredibly touching.

I wish I could just find a place for all the children so they could grow up without fear.

This was really, really poignant.