Take Seven 17th July

It’s Friday!

Welcome to my Take Seven compilation which incorporates all 21 words (or derivatives) from the Three Things Challenge for the past week.
You are most welcome to join in using as many or all of the words too. Just pingback to this post and then leave a link to your post in the comments so that I can see it and respond directly.
As always, have fun, and I hope you enjoy this week’s effort.

Our words were:
adult, all, bearings, bit, calculate, chicken, counting, dusk, eat, edge, exactly, little, loose, missing, name, normal, picnic, point, wander, watching, worry.
It was the day of the Annual Picnic and everyone was excited. There was always lots of yummy things to eat, and for that one day nobody had to worry about watching what they ate, or worse, somebody watching them as they ate!
Ted and his friends had been playing hide and seek, and somehow Lulu got lost.
All panic was let loose and everyone was rushing around like headless chickens. Grandad kept counting them all and getting different numbers, finally yelling at everyone to stand still so that he could ascertain who was missing. It was quickly calculated to be one of the girls as there were even numbers of each, and then a simple deduction as to exactly who.
Lulu was a sweetheart. Everybody loved her, but she was a bit of a scatterbrain and easily side tracked. It wasn’t unusual for her to chase butterflies or pick interesting flowers and she was more than likely to wander off the path and lose her bearings.
Forty voices called her name all to no avail, and as dusk fell, the adults got worried.
Grandad was beside himself. The picnic had always been his baby, ever since he was a youngster and he loved to share his experiences and stories with the little ones.
Ted came panting up to them out of breath, pointing to the edge of the path.
Lulu was coming out with a new friend……… a rather ugly frog she had discovered and been playing with.
Grandad explained to her that she couldn’t bring it home as after today things would revert to normal for the other 364 days of the year when they were just teddies on the toy shelf in the nursery.

For visually challenged readers. this is a photo of our ‘Hug’, bears collected over the years together. Sadly we no longer have most of them as we had to re-home them when we got the boat.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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19 Responses to Take Seven 17th July

  1. willowdot21 says:

    Lovely story I have s large collection of bears too ๐Ÿ˜

  2. Sadje says:

    Aww, such a cute story.

  3. I’m glad they were able to find her. It’s a pity that you had to let those teddies go.

  4. murisopsis says:

    This reminds me of when my parents thought I’d gone missing…

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  6. Carol anne says:

    Awe I love teddies! I have lots of them! Pity you had to rehome your collection! ๐Ÿ™‚

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