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Plinky Prompt: Write a short story without using the letter 'L'

This is Jack. 

Jack used to be a mound of crisp white snow, but one day a horde of kids came by and started to push and pack and stomp that snow. They turned it and mashed it and wadded it. Jack thought it hurt just a bit, but because he didn't have a mouth he didn't cry out. The kids were happy and that made Jack happy too because the truth is that snowmen are meant to make kids happy.

Then a scarf was put around his neck. It was very feminine and Jack was just a bit embarrassed by it. But the kids were watching him so he kept his mouth shut. 

Then a boy wandered over and pushed off his head.

'That was rude.' Jack thought, but he didn't say anything.

The other kids started in on the boy. The boy began to cry. This made Jack sad. He was okay to having his face in the ground if it meant that someone was happy, but they weren't happy... they seemed mad.

To bad they hadn't given him arms yet.

Then Jack heard a voice. It was a mom's voice and Jack was content. If there was a mom around then everything was going to be okay.

The kids started working again. They had upturned mouths and bright eyes. They put his head back on his body and shoved eyes into his face (that hurt). Then came a hat... it didn't match the scarf.

At the end they gave him arms and everyone cheered. The mom took a picture of him (so he stood up as straight can be). Then the kids started throwing snow and being giddy.

Jack was a happy snowman. Jack was happy to be a WinMember even if it was just for one Winter.


Anonymous said…
Very cute. How long did it take you to write that? It would take me a long time to figure out how to re-word everything I wanted to say.
cannwin said…
not long actually, but i felt like i really had to dumb it down to say what i wanted.
Jennifer said…
Very, very clever. I am tempted to read it to my kids as a bedtime story tonight! :)
Amy said…
Impressive, makes you realize how many words have the letter L.
cannwin said…
I think the hardest part was saying WinFamily without saying family. You can't say relative or sibling or any general family connection without having an 'l'

At least none that I could think of in the short amount of time I had.

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