The treasure box

Mum, is such a spoil
sport and what an eagle eye she has! She always
appears as soon as things get interesting. “No”, “Stop”, “Don’t”.. that’s all I
hear. Tell me why would God make such fascinating things if he didn’t intend us to explore? The sand
in the garden, the electric sockets at home, the water in the bathroom pot, mums
makeup stuff – to touch, to taste, to feel – that’s what they’re for.

Today’s my chance. While mum gets that cake I’ll dive into this
shiny treasure box and see what I find.

Hah! this is will be fun.

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Linking to Write Tribe’s 100 words on Saturday for the picture prompt (above) given by the wonderful Vidya Sury. Check out her blog here.

16 Replies to “The treasure box”

  1. hehehe! I've been pulled out of large piles of garden dirt as a child. (I don't know if I was pulled out of a dustbin though). Nice read.

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