Saturday, 22 November 2008
Saturday Wordzzle # 40
The idea is, every week Raven (View From Raven's Nest) gives you between 8 and 10 words/phrases and you have to create a small but coherent paragraph using every one of them and the same with the mini challenge. You can do either, both or a megawordzzle using all the words, or even all three, it's up to you, you can post them on your blog or email them to Raven. If you join in go to Raven's and put your name on the Mr. Linky so other participants can come visit you.
Here's my efforts complete with my doodles.
Ten words: pipe organ, ravages of time, lottery tickets, angelic music, five x five, boxes of books, flattery will get you nowhere, yodelling, pig tails, knitting needles
“What’s five x five?” asked Miss Caldwell. The class of 7 year olds looked blank.
Why was she still doing this, she wished she could retire and sit at home with her knitting needles, listen to angelic music and play pipe organ at church on Sundays. The ravages of time were showing on her once pretty face. She remembered when she was a pupil, having her pig tails pulled by the boy sitting at the desk behind her, him telling her how pretty she was and she telling him
“Flattery will get you nowhere!”
Now all she had to look forward to was boxes of books to mark and the sound of the pupils reciting their times tables which sounded like yodelling if she didn’t listen too closely.
“I must keep buying those lottery tickets” she reminded herself.
Mini challenge: canary yellow, grizzly bear, out of the frying pan into the fire, simpleton, Ministry of Crazy Walks
Arthur thought “I’ve jumped out of the frying pan into the fire coming to work here. I must be a simpleton taking on a job where I have to dress in a canary yellow grizzly bear costume, cavorting about like someone from the Ministry of Crazy Walks!”
Debbie was like a grizzly bear at the moment, she was so stressed out trying to organise the Christmas Fayre for the church. Lydia, who was supposed to be organising it, was a simpleton who couldn’t even manage to multiply five x five so Debbie was having to do it all. If only she had kept her mouth shut instead of letting it be known she had tons of experience organising events, she’d been happy being relatively unknown in the church now she was the centre of Lydia’s attention.
Lydia had come up with stupid ideas like giving all the church members knitting needles to make pig tails in canary yellow wool to sell.
“Have you ever organised a Christmas Fayre before Lydia?” enquired Debbie.
“Well no, but I’ve sold lottery tickets” said Lydia.
“Ok, then you get to work selling the tickets, there’s boxes of books of tickets over there, and leave the rest to me!” offered Debbie. In the blink of an eye she’d gone from helping Lydia, to organising the whole thing. ‘Out of the frying pan into the fire that’s me’ she thought.
Debbie set to work on the telephone, she organised various competitions such as yodelling, Ministry of Crazy Walks, a karaoke, cake stall, fancy goods etc., etc.
Sitting in church listening to the pipe organ playing angelic music Debbie’s ears pricked up as the Vicar said,
“The Christmas Fayre was a fantastic success, we raised over £1000!”
“Well it was worth all the effort” thought Debbie, “even if I did run myself ragged.”
I just want to thank all the wonderful people who were involved in the organisation of the Fayre” said the Vicar.
“Here, we go, flattery will get you nowhere Vicar” Debbie mumbled to herself.
“Especially Lydia, for overseeing everything and putting it altogether” said the Vicar.
“What?” cried Debbie, who was exhausted, her face showing the ravages of time and lack of sleep she endured whilst organising the Fayre “Lydia isn’t so simple after all!”