Sarah Ann Hall

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#FridayFictioneers – 23/6/17 – Summer Holidays

with 24 comments

Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

I’m late to the party this week because I didn’t like my first miserable effort. This one came to me as I dozed off last night and is a bit more uplifting. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Ted for this week’s photo.

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

 

Summer Holidays

(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

It’s raining. It’s pouring. The old man is snoring.’

Dad stepped into the deluge, fed-up with our incessant noise.

Freddie and I couldn’t wait for ice cream everyday, running to the beach before breakfast, splashing in a sea warmed by daylong sun, tunnelling sand from dawn till dusk, grumbling when called inside to eat, falling asleep as soon as we hit sheets, and then doing it all again.

We’d find sand everywhere for weeks afterwards.

As the car clanged on to the ferry, Freddie and I grinned. ‘We’re all going on a summer holiday.’ And a dripping Dad joined in.

 

 

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Written by Sarah Ann

June 24, 2017 at 11:42 am

24 Responses

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  1. Such a warm lovely tale. Ice cream beaches and a loving Dad – what else can one ask for.

    yarnspinnerr

    June 24, 2017 at 3:25 pm

    • 🙂 When you put it like that, indeed what does anyone else need?

      Sarah Ann

      June 24, 2017 at 3:27 pm

  2. The enthusiasm of youth 🙂

    draliman

    June 24, 2017 at 5:57 pm

  3. Woooo finally seeing kids looking forward to a holiday. Sounds wonderful. Except for the sand!!

    Laurie Bell

    June 24, 2017 at 11:44 pm

    • The kids don’t mind the sand, but Dad will be moaning in a month’s time about still finding it in the boot. Thanks for reading.

      Sarah Ann

      June 25, 2017 at 7:51 pm

  4. A story of joy and contentment! Delightful.

    My story – ‘An empty bottle’

    Keith's Ramblings

    June 25, 2017 at 2:29 am

  5. memories are made of this. well done. 🙂

    plaridel

    June 25, 2017 at 6:20 am

  6. What fun. I could just see them frolicking in the sand.

    rgayer55

    June 25, 2017 at 1:46 pm

    • These two are just too excited. Hopefully their frolicking will rub off on Dad, probably just in time for the journey home.

      Sarah Ann

      June 25, 2017 at 7:46 pm

  7. Dear Sarah Ann,

    Charming story. Isn’t it amazing what can happen when we stop stressing and let the brain relax a bit. I’ve had many ideas come to me in that half asleep mode after hours of trying to make a story happen. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    rochellewisoff

    June 25, 2017 at 3:44 pm

    • Thank you. Usually when I think of something before I sleep, it’s gone by morning, so I was happy I was able to remember the plan. 🙂

      Sarah Ann

      June 25, 2017 at 7:45 pm

  8. Wonderful story! You captured the joy of the kids perfectly. :o)

    Mrs. Completely

    June 25, 2017 at 7:49 pm

  9. I really love this story… summer should be exactly like this, down to singing silly songs in the car. Love the sand you kept finding, I’m sure bring back memories.

    • There was lots of silly singing in the car when I was a kid – followed by my brother and I shouting at my dad to shut up. 🙂

      Sarah Ann

      June 26, 2017 at 7:50 pm

  10. Boy do I miss those summer vacations… Nothing could bring us down (have no idea what my parents were thinking, though!

    Dale

    June 25, 2017 at 10:09 pm

  11. Gotta love it! Sounds so lovely.

    jellico84

    June 26, 2017 at 2:04 pm

    • Thank you. These kids are going to have a good time whatever happens.

      Sarah Ann

      June 26, 2017 at 7:48 pm

  12. Brings back memories! Nice take on the prompt.

    Christine Goodnough

    June 27, 2017 at 1:59 pm

  13. How nice, a happy family group. Too bad the dad got so wet. Good writing, Sarah Ann. 🙂 — Suzanne

    patriciaruthsusan

    June 28, 2017 at 5:46 am


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