Word for Wednesday is a challenge that was started a long time ago. Now it has turned into a movable event with Elephant's Child as our coordinator; and the Words provided by a number of people.
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, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your
creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
In August,
Mimi of MessyMimi's Meanderings will supply us with prompts.
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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Word for Wednesday er en udfordring, der startede for længe siden.
Nu er det blevet en bevægelig begivenhed med Elephant's Child som vores
koordinator og ordene bliver leveret af en række personer.
Meningen med denne udfordring er at få os til at skrive. Digte,
historier, fortællinger, vittigheder, haiku, krydsord, ordspil, ... du
bestemmer.
Brug alle ordene, nogle af dem eller kun et enkelt, eller
måske endda ingen af dem, hvis det får din kreativitet til at blomstre.
Alt er tilladt, men helst ikke noget vulgært eller fornærmende.
I august er det Mimi fra MessyMimi's Meanderings der giver os ordene.
Det er også en udfordring, hvor det gamle ordsprog »Jo flere, jo bedre« holder stik.
Så husk at følge linkene, gå tilbage og læse andres historier. Og
skriv gerne en kommentar, når du har læst. Udfordringer som denne holdes
i live af interaktion, kommentarer og opmuntring. Og vi har ALLE brug
for opmuntring.
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Ordene den 27. august - The Words for August 27:
Horizon
Consciousness
Theorist
GreatEnhance
Enter
and/or the following sentenceIt took him a while to realize that everything he decided not to change, he was actually choosing.
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The past seven days my bike has been on the horizon of my consciousness most of my waking hours. Last Wednesday I
wrote about my broken bike and ended with this optimistic statement: "Tomorrow I will hopefully pick up my bike again – and I hope that will be my last visit to the bike repair shop for a while."
"Tomorrow" - Thursday - nothing happened, and not Friday either. I was in town again for PE and shopping, and phoned the bike shop just before going home, hoping they just forgot to send me an SMS. No such luck. They needed a spare part, and although the delivery van had not been at their place yet, the chance of them finishing the bike that same day was not great even should the spare part arrive. Else Monday hopefully.
I waited patiently, getting around by bus and by walking which my stupid leg - the reason fro Friday's PE and quite another woeful tale - did not like at all. Tuesday I phoned once again. nope, no such luck, but Wednesday for sure. Wednesday I was once again in town, PE and shopping, 'running' from place to place, checking my mobile phone between each shop - nothing. I took the bus home, against all wont holding my mobile in my hand, so as to be able to hear any possible notifications. None came. The grandkids stayed at our place for a couple of days, so the rest of the day was spent learning, teaching and doing family things. In the late afternoon, I checked my 'phone once again. You do not need to be a great theorist to figure out when the SMS telling that my bike was ready had arrived - yup. half an hour after I arrived home.
Today, I finally went to pick up my bike. It had been fitted with new, shiny pedals and was as good as new – now we just have to get used to each other again!
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Den sidste uges tid har min cykel været øverst i mine tanker meget af tiden. Sidste onsdag
skrev jeg om min ødelagte cykel og sluttede med denne optimistiske bemærkning: »I morgen skulle jeg gerne kunne hente cyklen igen - og så håber jeg at det var det sidste besøg hos cykelsmeden i et stykke tid.«
»I morgen« - torsdag - skete der ingenting, og heller ikke fredag. Jeg var i byen igen, til fysioterapi og for at gå på indkøb. Da jeg var helt færdig, ringede jeg til cykelsmeden, i håbet om at han bare havde glemt at sende mig en SMS om at cyklen var færdig. Sådan var det desværre ikke. Der manglede en reservedel, og selvom fragtmanden ikke havde været der endnu, var chancen for at de kunne blive færdige med cyklen samme dag ikke stor, selv hvis reservedelen altså skulle ankomme. Forhåbentlig mandag.
Jeg ventede tålmodigt og bøvlede rundt med bus og til fods, hvilket mit dumme ben – årsagen til fredagens fysioterapi og en helt anden sørgelig historie – slet ikke brød sig om. Tirsdag ringede jeg igen. Nej, den var ikke færdig, men onsdag ville den helt sikkert være færdig.
Onsdag var jeg igen i byen, til mere træning og flere indkøb, og "løb" fra sted til sted og tjekkede min mobiltelefon mellem hver butik – intet. Jeg tog bussen hjem og ganske usædvanligt sad jeg med mobilen i hånden hele vejen hjem, så jeg kunne høre eventuelle beskeder. Der kom ingen. Børnebørnene var hos os i et par dage, så resten af dagen gik med at lære, undervise og familie. Sent på eftermiddagen tjekkede jeg min telefon igen. Man behøver ikke være geni for at regne ud, hvornår SMS'en om, at min cykel var færdig, var ankommet - naturligvis en halv time efter jeg kom hjem.
I dag var jeg så endelig inde og hente min cykel. Den havde fået nye, fine pedaler og var god som ny - nu skal vi lige vænne os til hinanden igen!
Den fortabte cykel er hjemme igen -- The lost bike is home again
Og den skal overnatte i vores nye skur for første gang i nat.
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And it's going to 'sleep' in our new shed for the first time ever tonight.
