Thursday, December 22, 2016

Six Sentence Stories - Mark

To write a story of any genre in just six sentences can be a little challenging.  Perhaps that is why I like participating in this blog hop.  To see the stories of others who are responding to the cue this week, check out the site at Six Sentence Stories - Mark, and join in the fun.


Her skin must have been smooth, free from wrinkles once, but as she perused her body, she saw lines that weren't furrowed like the wrinkles in her face, but instead, these lines were raised up or widened, slightly different in color from the rest of her skin and evoked a memory and a lesson.

As she looked at the line on the bottom knuckle of the index finger on her right hand, she recalled how her frustration and angry words said toward her younger brother, when he didn't seem to be doing his share of weeding in the garden, elicited a quick downward swing of the hoe toward her.

While doing some farm chores in her teens, it would have been to her advantage had she slowed down a tad before trying to navigate her body between two wires of a barb wire fence, especially since she was wearing shorts.  The nasty wound that remained on her right shin formed a magenta scar that took years to fade and is a reminder to think through a situation first to consider the possibilities and consequences of one's actions.

A tiny white line on her left forearm developed after her arm came in contact with an oven rack as she was taking something out of the oven while helping prepare a meal for the family of her recently deceased friend.  That small permanent mark is a reminder that sometimes serving someone may require some kind of a sacrifice.






14 comments:

  1. yow... talk about engaging/evocative Six! We all have scars and they are, for most of us, memories written indelibly.
    cool Sixito, Señora Brockett!

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    1. Thanks for visiting. I was hoping I wasn't the only one that thought they were indelible. There really is so much more than six sentences that could be said on this subject, and not just by me.

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  2. Well written! Every scar a reminder of a lesson.

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    1. Thank you. Over a course of a lifetime the lessons become more evident, and often there is more than one lesson that surfaces from the same scar.

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  3. What Clark said! Wow. Very well done.

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    1. Thanks Paul. I'm glad you liked this piece.

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  4. I think this is the best thing I've read of your SSSs. There is so much to comment on. Our scars, both external and internal are there to remind us of the lessons in life. Beautiful, Pat, just beautiful.

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    1. Thank you, Val. I really value your opinion.

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  5. This was a great story of our own scars and the lessons learned in life, we can all relate. So very well done!

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    1. Thank you Josie. Hopefully this story started thinking about their own scars and what they have learned from them.

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  6. Yes, I too have scars from a long gone childhood which recall memories of a diffrerent time, a different country and a completely different world in the 1940's. Theses little white spurs to the memory I am quite happy to live with. Yours was a beautiful story.

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    1. It was a very different world then, but it some ways it seems like yesterday. I am glad that you enjoyed my story, and I hope that it didn't stir up any horribly painful memories for you that had been left unsettled.

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  7. That is really good, the marks of sacrifice. Blessed Christmas to you :)

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    1. Thank you. I wondered if anyone would pick up on that line. Merry Christmas to you.

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