Today's Assignment

Several years ago, John boy bought me a writing journal.  Unlike most journals, this one has a topic for 642 days!  I have been trying to do a page a day for awhile now, and thought I would share some of the stories with you.  After writing today's story, I decided to post it first....kind of like my blogs...we will go backwards!

Today's assignment was...."Write a short story that is set in Argentina in 1932, in which a teacup plays a crucial role."  


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THE TEA CUP

As the sun came up over my beautiful homeland...Argentina...I sat on my porch, teacup and tea in hand.  I looked across the vast expanse of land that had been my home for as long as I could remember.  I was born here in 1842.

Now I was leaving.

I sat in the old swing and sipped my tea out of the same cup from which I had sipped since I was a little girl, sitting here with my Mother.

Mother had a matching tea cup, which I had buried with her.  I always felt so grown up sitting here with her...tea cup in hand.  Of course in those days, it was more milk than tea!

Now I was old and there were "those" who thought me too old to run the ranch anymore, but what do "they "know?

As I sat sipping and swinging, I looked across the land I had called home for 90 years, and saw...my Mother! Coming for me!  Teacup in hand!

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