She walked in to see me banging away at my keyboard.
“Not you, too!”
I finished my thought and paused to look at my old muse. “Yes, yes. I see you stopped in on TK to harass him. I like the name he gave you. Annie. Annie, Annie, bobanny, fee, fi, fo, fanny. Annie!”
My old muse stepped in front of my table, arms crossed. “You guys don’t learn.”
“Oooh, I don’t know about that.”
I returned my attention to my laptop. Four minutes had passed on the timer. Gotta get back at it.
A cool breeze blew in the back of her hospital gown. Mortified to realize she was standing in front of her fourth-period social studies class, Mrs. Wilson did her best to hush the students’ tittering.
“Hey Mizz Wilson,” Thomas jeered, “why don’t you write on the blackboard, you know, what you were just saying about the United States government. Cuz, I don’t know how to spell ‘Senate!’ Show me how to spell, ‘Senate!’”
Thomas’ gaggle of goofs let out a loud laugh and gave Thomas high-fives. How desperately Mrs. Wilson wished she could wake up, regardless the pain she would feel if she was able to manage it. The anesthesia had too strong of a hold for her consciousness to break through.
“Come on, Mizz Wilson! Show us! Show us! HAHAHA!” the class kept heckling.
“I never said I’d show you…that’s not what I said…what it said… what was said…” Mrs. Wilson tried explaining; tried getting control, but her body was frozen in place and the words jumbled, tossed and turned around in her head. Desperate for escape, she wondered if could manage to jump out the window, make a run for it…
The classroom faded. Hushed sounds filled her ears. As Mrs.Wilson came to, she was grateful to open her eyes to a hospital room. Her husband looked up from his phone and smiled.
“There she is! How ya feel?”
“I feel …. like I’m done being a Junior High School teacher.”
The 3 prompts for OWLG #1 are: A cool breeze blew in the back of her hospital gown; She did her best to hush the classroom; That’s not what it said.
Always a fun exercise in creativity! Grab the one prompt that resonates and force-fit the other two to work with it. Such a blast!
Can’t do the timed-writing thing unless I do this at lunch. Wrote in 30-ish minutes. Took 15 more (or so) tonight to tweak.
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