Saturday, April 4, 2015

Saturday Extras!

Prompt: Write about a memory you have involving one (or more) of your grandparents.


Pope Jon wrote:

I'll go with something simple, but legendary among my family: Grandpa Cary's sneezes.

This man would be sitting with everyone in the living room, chatting away, and would suddenly feel the urge to put earth on a different orbit. Local airports would make noise complaints. The national threat level went up on several occasions. Ships lost at sea would find their way to land.

Obviously those are exaggerations, but sleeping babies from the opposite side of the house would awaken and start crying. Since I was a G when I was an infant, I never cried from one of gramp's nasal catastrophes, but plenty of my weaker willed cousins did. They know which ones they are.


Cousins like these.


Prompt: Why did the chicken cross the road?


Melody Joy wrote:

The truth of the matter is, the chicken did not intend to cross the road at all. You see, the chicken had become increasingly aware of the danger that motor vehicles posed to animals, particularly those who attempted to cross the road. So, the chicken decided to organize a protest of the roads. Gathering supporters from the rest of the animal kingdom, he made signs and began picketing.

Unfortunately, the protest was unsuccessful for several reasons. First of all, nobody could read his chicken scratch so nobody understood the point of the protest. Secondly, the other animals he recruited were a raccoon, a possum, and a coyote, who were only there because they wanted to eat him. In a cruel twist of irony, the chicken crossed the road in the mouth of the coyote who chased off the other protesters in the name of a quick meal.


Prompt: What is your favorite tree or type of tree? Write about a family that lives in one.


Dana Lee wrote:

It's less than a type of tree and more of a specific tree. Across the street from the house I grew up in was like a mini forest. There were about ten trees and a compost pile that was known as "the hill." My neighbor was a landscaper and he let us play on the trees and hill. In the far back was a huge pine tree. It had thick branches that were very easy to climb.

Meet the Hill family. They are a family of four that rid of all their worldly possessions in favor of the natural world. When traveling the country to find a place to live they came across the most magnificent tree they had ever seen. It was a pine tree that stood 100 feet tall with branches as wide as a football field. They knew instantly that they had found their home.

Right away they got to work with the wood they already owned in constructing the most beautiful treehouse. The house stood beyond the tree and practically reached to Heaven. It was so wide that they had to buy property on the next lot in order complete the project. The Hill family knew they created something special when people began to travel from all over the world to see their home.

An architect offered a job to Mr. Hill In the construction of a whole treehouse civilization. People were inspired by their story and wanted to do the same. Mr. Hill accepted the offer with hesitance. He did not want or need the money. However, he wanted to share his passion with other people. It has been 29 years since this all happened. Now there are 231,431 different treehouse cities all over the world!


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