This challenge was started by Delores a long time ago. Troubles led her to
bow out, but the challenge was too much fun to let go, and now the Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast with Elephant's Child as our coordinator.
The general idea of this challenge is to make us write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss. Use all Words, some Words or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
All May the Words will be provided by David M Gascoigne and they will be made public at Elephant's Child's blog.
For today we had these words:
Little
Application
Care
Companionship
Father
Only
and/or
Farm
Progress
Hedgerow
Care
Distinguished
Industrial
I used the almost all te words, only industrial did not fit in, and as always in the order they were given, for a continuation of the small story of Susan, Granny, her cousins, and the maybe hatching chickens.
Little by little and with the application of much care, Susan woke up her three cousins. She was not sure she liked their companionship in the chicken coop with Granny. On the other hand she was not certain she would have liked to be alone with Granny either. It was as her father always said a nice pickle. One thing she knew. she was really happy to be with her grandmother today.
Outside they went, all five of them. the farm land across the waterway glowing emerald green in the early sun. They walked along the hedgerow, under the apple trees and finally arrived at the chicken coop. Usually Granny and Lena, the youngest of the cousins, tackled Rasmus, the big, beautiful and very aggressive rooster by locking him up inside the coop. But today extra precautions were needed. He could not stay in the chicken coop with a hatching going on, he would inevitably get on the wrong side of one or more of the girls, and his spurs were honed and well used tools.
Granny asked the four girls to hold onto a big wooden construction. A big cube, made from old timber
from the roof and covered in metal netting, only not the bottom part. They had to hold it far enough off the ground for Rasmus to get under it, but not so far that they could not quickly lower it over him, once he was in the centre of the contraption. Granny spread out some grains, and Rasmus went ahead to check them out, as good roosters do for their flock. And was caught.
On Granny's order they carefully raised the cage just a bit off the ground and carried it further away from the coop. He protested wildly, but to no avail, he had to follow along inside the cage. The rest of the hens gathered round the cage, only not the brooding one.
Rasmus was a distinguished rooster, and many of the neighbours wanted one of his progeny to watch over their hens. The fox never had a chance with him nearby, and they took his aggressiveness in stride, grateful over his protectiveness.
The general idea of this challenge is to make us write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss. Use all Words, some Words or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
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All May the Words will be provided by David M Gascoigne and they will be made public at Elephant's Child's blog.
For today we had these words:
Little
Application
Care
Companionship
Father
Only
and/or
Farm
Progress
Hedgerow
Care
Distinguished
Industrial
I used the almost all te words, only industrial did not fit in, and as always in the order they were given, for a continuation of the small story of Susan, Granny, her cousins, and the maybe hatching chickens.
Little by little and with the application of much care, Susan woke up her three cousins. She was not sure she liked their companionship in the chicken coop with Granny. On the other hand she was not certain she would have liked to be alone with Granny either. It was as her father always said a nice pickle. One thing she knew. she was really happy to be with her grandmother today.
Outside they went, all five of them. the farm land across the waterway glowing emerald green in the early sun. They walked along the hedgerow, under the apple trees and finally arrived at the chicken coop. Usually Granny and Lena, the youngest of the cousins, tackled Rasmus, the big, beautiful and very aggressive rooster by locking him up inside the coop. But today extra precautions were needed. He could not stay in the chicken coop with a hatching going on, he would inevitably get on the wrong side of one or more of the girls, and his spurs were honed and well used tools.
Granny asked the four girls to hold onto a big wooden construction. A big cube, made from old timber
from the roof and covered in metal netting, only not the bottom part. They had to hold it far enough off the ground for Rasmus to get under it, but not so far that they could not quickly lower it over him, once he was in the centre of the contraption. Granny spread out some grains, and Rasmus went ahead to check them out, as good roosters do for their flock. And was caught.
On Granny's order they carefully raised the cage just a bit off the ground and carried it further away from the coop. He protested wildly, but to no avail, he had to follow along inside the cage. The rest of the hens gathered round the cage, only not the brooding one.
Rasmus was a distinguished rooster, and many of the neighbours wanted one of his progeny to watch over their hens. The fox never had a chance with him nearby, and they took his aggressiveness in stride, grateful over his protectiveness.
... to be continued
Hi Charlotte - well done ... good descriptive tale ... and now looking forward to the next episode - cheers Hilary
SvarSletThank you Hilary. And welcomem I always like your prompts.
SletWhat an excellent way to contain the wrath of Rasmus. I suspect they will have to be careful when they set him free again too. And, like Hilary I am looking forward to more. My father used the nice pickle phrase too.
SvarSletHe was one dangerous rooster. I feared him, but still I was sad when he died, he was glorious.
SletFathers seem to be the same all over. :)
SletA friend of mine told me he grew up with such a dangerous rooster on the property. It spurred him one time too many when he was out working in the garden and not even near the chickens, and he picked up a rock in his anger and threw it. They had chicken and dumplings for dinner that night.
SvarSletI like the way you trapped the rooster and hope the babies are hatching out now so they don't have to try doing it again.
Luckily Granny's garden was big (half a hectare)! and Rasmus and his entourage lived under the fruittrees. We did normally not go there, or Rasmus was caught inside the coop first (I think I described this somewhere). He ended his life upon attacking Granny once too many.
SletThe old story containing Rasmus the Rooster is here.
SletA clever way to keep Rasmus out of the way. I like this chapter.
SvarSletWell done!
SvarSlet