Feb 4, 2018

Splinters

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

My grandfather was always inserting bits of wisdom in the oddest moments. Recently reflecting on the last time we were together, I wondered why grandpa thought eating ice cream was such a great time to speak on splinters.

“David, you have to barefoot walk some parts of life. You’ll never know how good soft shoes feel until you’ve toe limped with splinters.  It’s the thing that slows you down that shows you if the destination is worth the journey.”

I wish grandpa had written a lesson plan on how to appreciate treasure before it was lost to an obituary.


12 comments:

  1. That's the one plam none of us should write. Did you mean to shift from third person to first person in the last sentence? I didn't quite follow that

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    1. Thanks for the writing note. I corrected it and changed the beginning to first person.

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  2. You’ll never know how good soft shoes feel until you’ve toe limped with splinters.

    this is wonderful, and the phrasing is spot on - very unique mind - but it adds a richness to this person - and conjures up a rich image in the mind - love it.

    great approach - thinking on splinters and life lessons :)

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  3. Dear Susie,

    This is simply lovely. Poignant and sweet. You've painted a delightful picture of Grandpa.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. I love Grandpa's way of speaking... forced me to pay attention!

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  5. Such a precious lesson.
    A great, unique take on the prompt.
    Best wishes,
    Moon

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  6. Wise words are best shared over a tub of ice cream. Lovely scene with a bittersweet ending.

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  7. Grandpa's words of wisdom were brilliant. Just one point - you confused me by changing between first person and third person in the opening paragraph. Nice story apart from that glitch.
    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos


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  8. Wise words by Grandpa. Nicely done.

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