Activities entries

Honorable Duty

She waited in line for her turn to pass. This weekend was all about drills. Then she will be sent to another country to participate in peace-making negotiations. She looked forward to it. What would be the cost? Everything was covered through federal aid. Sweat poured down her face. Her name will be different for the trip to the Arabian Sea. Her duty came first. She was tasked with negotiating drinking water for her country.

"Besbie Ann. Your turn."

The command was simple and direct. Not a single word more was needed. The humidity blasted her in the face. Businesses were going out of business left and right. She needed to do something for her country. It was collapsing. If they fulfilled their duty for aid, then they would have a small glimmer of hope. They needed to bring hope for the people. She thought of this as she went through the drill. Pushups were next. Finally, running.

"You are ready, Mrs. Besbie Ann. Report for duty tomorrow."

It was already dark when she got into the bunker. One day achieved. Now, she needed to get these papers in order by sunrise. One mistake would be a fatal blow. As first, Bs second, Cs third. Slowly, she drifted through the papers. Some needed to be filled out, others were just explanations. No questions asked, she knew what to do. Her job depended on it.

The next day was the same thing. When it passed by, she got word about the papers. They were in the correct order, and her contract was renewed. Glad about that, she headed into the bunker for the night. Then the Sergeant stopped her.

"You are doing a mighty brave thing for our country. Peacemaking isn't an easy thing. Don't mess it up."

She agreed with a smile. Of course, she will do her duty. There was no question about it. She made it through the drill.

Word Count: 325
Activity: "The Bradbury"