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48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." Nature's great Nature's great There is colour there is sound there are creatures dancing around There is music there is rhythm tiny things moving though you can't see them Nature's great Nature's great There is wind there's snow and rain and then there's sunshine back again There are mountains there are valleys and lakes ponds, streams, seashores water don't sleep, it always wakes Nature's great Nature's great Don't destroy the disco snails don't destroy any creature let's share our planet happily with the miracle of nature Nature's great Nature's great |
| So many people have helped me here, it's difficult to know whom to pick. My first pick has to be poignant. Unfortunately, SHERRI GIBSON  is no longer with us, but I have to mention her. She reviewed the very first poem I posted on the very first day I joined, and from then till the day she passed away, she was there to help me.She taught me how to b-item link. Believe it or not, it took an exchange of six emails for me to get it! (Hey, I was a newbie!). I once wanted to start a forum (which I didn't finally) but I discussed the idea with her and she was generous with her time and inputs. She was always ready to listen, ready to share, ready to help. I miss her. Then, there's Dr M C Gupta  who has helped me streamline my poetry writing. I could never get syllable counts correctly till he stepped in and actually edited some of my Team India poems written for Kiya's "Project Write World" . Also, his own poems - always perfectly structured - are a lesson in how to meld form and content.There's Maryann  who runs "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" . She was one of my first friends here. In those days, it was 'Yellow' Power, and when I got promoted to Preferred, I hesitatingly asked if I could join. She welcomed me and her leadership style encouraged me to recruit people for the group and do more reviews myself. She was always there when I wanted to talk about something that happened on WDC that I didn't understand or needed a clarification on.Like I said, just three? So many, many people have helped. The biggest thanks gos to SM and SMs for creating the site and making it this lovely place! For "Earn the Badge - Closed " |
| Physically, they were as comfortable as they could have been. The room was airconditioned, the sofa soft, the piped music playing a gentle tune. Yet all three of them were sweating. The sofa might as well not have been there, nobody was sitting on it. They were pacing, then stopping, then pacing again. Reality shows, when real, were so different from when one watched them sitting on the sofa at home with the TV remote in hand. You couldn't switch to another channel here. You had to evaluate how you had performed in the task set and wonder whether you'd be the next to hear 'GOODBYE'. You had to prepare what you were going to say in your own defense. The two men could be seen muttering to themselves. The lady's palms covered her mouth, but she was obviously muttering, too. Each was strategizing to pull themselves up - by bringing the other two down if needed. No holds barred. In the boardroom, the first one pleading his case to the boss. He talks about each of the twelve tasks so far, and his contribution to his team every time. Then, he brings out the best argument he has thought up. “I’m not like you.” he states, resolutely. "You're right. You're not. GOODBYE." |
| Note: I guess each member is allowed one qualified entry. I just felt like writing this so I did, and submitted it. I am perfectly happy having written it, I don't need to get any more incentives. A happy hippo hopped and hiccupped. Do you know the story of the Hare and the Tortoise? The one in which they had a race, and the tortoise won though he was slower, because the hare got over-confident? Well, there's something you don't know about. And I'm going to reveal this secret here and now. It wasn't the hare who won the race, as we know. But it wasn't the tortoise either. What actually happened was this - the animals had been very excited about the race for days beforehand. The hippo got so excited, he forgot to drink enough water or eat properly. With the result that he lost some weight and was very thirsty. He didn't notice these things, however, because he was so focused on the upcoming Hare V/s. Tortoise race. On the day, he went there early, with Mrs. Hippo and the two little hippos, to get a good place to stand and watch. They got a lovely place where they could see almost the whole route the contestants would run. It was when the starter said - READY, SET, GO ... and the two began to run that Mr. Hippo's hiccups began. He was so thirsty, he hiccupped and hiccupped. The hiccups were so strong and he was so thin that each hiccup made him hop. "Hippo, dear!" Mrs. Hippo cried out, as her husband hopped away from her. "Hey, Hippo, Dad," the two little ones yelled, trying to run behind their hopping father. But nobody could catch up with hopping hippo. The crowd parted and stared. They didn't know whether to watch the main race or this side show. Hippo was worried at first, but then he saw the finish line come into view. "I'm going to win," he thought, and through the hiccups, a big grin spread across his face. So now you know the truth. A happy hippo hopped and hiccupped across that finish line first. We just don't get to hear much about it because he wasn't on the track, and the committee is still deciding whether his race was qualified or not. |
| I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream My Dad, when a student at UCLA worked, for he had his tuition to pay He once sold ice-cream - what a treat! Riding a bicycle from street to street. "Crunchy munchy, right after lunchy! It's good, you should!" He screamed this cry to the kids and adults passing by When they heard this welcome sound They would soon crowd around With his scoop he'd go whisk-whisk On good days, his trade was brisk. A single scoop then cost a dime (Doesn't that sound sublime?) But there was one little boy For whom ice cream was a joy Though he only had five cents Pocket money from his parents "Mr. Man, please," he'd say to Dad And Dad wanted to make him glad Though it was hard-earned money And giving it up wasn't really funny Dad covered for this kid each time Replacing the nickel with his own dime. Well, the child screamed with joy Not even knowing of Dad's ploy! Years later, Dad confessed That when giving he felt truly blessed. In response to: "Challenge Four - Tongue Twister Fun" |
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48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." Don't look at moving to another town Don't look for someone else to go along It's what's within that gets you down It's inner strength that makes you strong Nobody, anywhere 'else' matters To your own self be true Falsity leaves your soul in tatters Self-belief gets you through What happened to him, or to her? Don't dwell on it if you don't know Life loses its wonder If you fret about someone who chose to go. Be honest, to yourself be kind Life is full of miracles You'll win out in heart, soul and mind Overcoming all obstacles. |
| A popped champagne cork can travel up to 50 miles per hour. So, when the felines toasted Tiggy Tiger's success at the Animal Olympics with the bubbly, the cork went flying far out. "A special prize to the one who catches it!" Lornda Lioness roared. Tiggy Tiger and Choconut Cheetah were off in a flash. "Catch it in your teeth before it falls to the ground!" Tiggy and Choconut were nose-to-nose. It was Choconut who got the cork. Tiggy had tripped on something. "I've hurt my paw." "Tiggy, look what it is!" Choconut purred. "It's a treasure chest! We're rich!" |
| May the Force be with you. Gemini Gem looked at the poster. She wasn't feeling forceful. Things in the Empire were chugging along. Stars, planets, asteroids, moons and other celestial bodies were docile. Nobody was getting in anyone else's orbit. The trouble was, lack of progress meant regress. Gemini Gem, being chief constellation, could not let that happen. Suddenly, she had an idea. She took the balloon Orion had used to decorate the room for her birthday party. Using all the force she could, she blew and she blew. The balloon burst. There was a big bang. Everything was fine! |
| One day, the members of the Snail Mail Group woke up to find that the Snails were on strike. Mail would not be delivered. This upset the members. They had sent out birthday cards. Jody had sent people snacks. Chief Chameleon Choconut tried to placate the Snails, but they wouldn't listen. She changed colour and tried again, but they were in a huff (not puff). Chief Chameleon Choconut did the only thing possible. She went to Hogwarts and borrowed Hermione's magic wand. "SNAILSO OWLSUM!" she shrieked. The Snails became owls. The mail was delivered extra quickly, with none being lost. |
Nixie had a little Narwhal Whose teeth were white as snow And everywhere that Nixie went Nixie's Narwhal was sure to go! As you can imagine, Nixie's Narwhal was anything but little, and while it was nice to have someone loving her, it was difficult for Nixie to have the Narwhal follow her everywhere. Once, Nixie Nudibranch visited the Coral Sale, to see the latest bead necklaces. The Coral Salesladies weren't amused. The Narwhal overturned every reef in the vicinity. But Carlotta, the great Coral Designer, was happy. The overturned reefs had given her lots of ideas for new patterns! |
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