

The February 21 Carrot Ranch 99-word challenge is to, in 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase, “I’d rather be…” The prompt word from Six Sentence Stories this week is “mundane”, to be used in six and only six sentences. Submit through Saturday for both prompts. The link opens tomorrow at six for Six Sentence Stories. (coincidence?) Both of these lil stories qualify for the Carrot Ranch prompt, but only the first one is a Six. But the second one came first and led to the first which was second and is a six, as well as a 99. 10-4?
Slow Burn by D. Avery
There was work here, but my daughters would rather be working in the city. They worked in the creamery for a little while before leaving, always complained, said the work was boring, mundane.
Said the same about farm chores, and that, as far as I’m concerned, is blasphemy.
You find the patterns, the rhythm of any task, do it well and mindfully, you bring that work to a higher level; your work raises you up! That’s how you get your wood cut and stacked, that’s what keeps your fire burning.
I’m sad my daughters never learned to appreciate that.
My daughters! Would stomp their feet and rail that they’d rather be anywhere but here. And they went, as soon as they could.
When they visit they plead with me to move away too, live closer to them. I can stomp my feet too! I remind them I was born here. They say they were too. Like I don’t know that!
And they harp on me about my wood stove! At least modernize, they urge.
No. I don’t do much anymore, but I keep the fire going. For the day they know they’d rather be home than anywhere else.

Be sure to go to Carrot Ranch to read the complete Zipper Collection from last week’s challenge.
Young people don’t value the traditions.
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Wonderful short stories. Both!
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Thank you. I’m glad if they work.
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we have this talk weekly with my adult children.
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One day they may wish they were home. I like wood cookstoves, but those were the good old days.
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They might appreciate things the same when they return.
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‘When they visit they plead with me to move away too, live closer to them.’ And do what? Keep stamping those feet, D.
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All fiction, Doug, all fiction. But I’ll stamp my feet anyway.
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There is so much in the tradition of the simpler life. You do raise the work by how you do it.
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Thank you for the affirmation.
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My father instilled that hard work pays off inside of me. Your story reminded me of him, and I thank you for that. They will come around!
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I’m so glad this connected. Thank you for your comments.
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No problem! I enjoyed your piece and the memories it brought back 🙂
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That’s the way of it, D. Daughters (and sons) always know best – until they don’t. And I’m glad there will be a welcome waiting for the daughters with this wise mother. Beasutifully written.
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Or even beautifully!
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Thank you. It’s probably easier for them to go knowing they can take the mum for granted.
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Stay firm. Stay true. Stay happy. 🙂
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Thanks for the reminder for Carrot Ranch! Love your post too!
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Thanks!
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Two great stories, D. I hope she sticks to her resolve.
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Thanks. And, she will!
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Yay!!!
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Oh WOW! You, along with everyone else, are 5-Star this week!! I could feel this one.
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Thank you. Yes, so many 5 star Sixes!
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Reminds me of growing up on the farm. Well done.
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Thank you. I’m glad if you liked it.
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What was that Mark Twain quote, “When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.”
(which is way more kindly and charitable than, “Youth is wasted on the young.”)
engaging and conversation provoking, as par usuale
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Thank you kind sirs. Yeah, I bet what they learned and absorbed in their younger days is serving them well in that brightly lit den they have moved to.
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10-4 good buddy,10-4
Wisdom is not easily accepted by those without a certain range of flexibility in perspective, ahem… youth.
May the fire never go out.
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May we always have fire keepers.
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“For the day they know they’d rather be home than anywhere else.” , the art/wisdom of saying much with seemingly not much at all!
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Thank you. Yes, that’s the lynchpin sentence to this little story I think.
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Too often we don’t appreciate what we had until it’s no longer there. They’ll return.
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I think they will too Keith. Thanks for coming by.
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Each child is a differet world. While still somewhat in our children’s orbit – they have their own lives.
Some of us have moved around too much to have a grounded foundation. And others as we have done have to go where the jobs are. Life is a big mystery and the only way to keep reading it is to keep turning the pages. I enjoyed your stories because I can see both sides. ~Thanks
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Thank you Jules.
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A dissenting voice here: I’m celebrating the daughters’ ability to choose their own futures rather than the lives that parents felt they should have.
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Yay! Dissent! Yes, and maybe they will return and maybe they won’t. I gave that story over to the mother, her POV rather than the prodigal daughters. I’m fairly certain there’s another side to that story. Maybe she’ll have them back for a special Christmas gathering and all will be resolved…
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Sure it will 😉
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A very familiar story in many families I think. You let us feel the mother’s love and angst.
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Thanks Susan.
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There are lots of unspoken emotions here, D. I have two daughters and two-step daughters… this all made sense to me. ❤
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I’m glad to hear that, it’s hard to know how fiction will land. Thanks!
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The feeling, nostalgia, and acceptance of home is different for everyone.
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That is very true. This is a pretty one sided presentation.
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