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“Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly.” The old man spoke to his grandchildren in a hushed tone. They sat together on some driftwood available on the cold sand beach. The man looked nostalgically at the waves, seemingly mesmerized by their slow constant motion. The children were getting anxious to put their feet in the water but it was really too chilly yet. “Soon”, he told them. “When the cherry and apple blossoms fill the trees, it will be warm enough, but for today, let’s look for some unbroken shells floating in to the sand. Next time we’ll bring some bread for the gulls, there’s always something fun to do on the beach.” As the children spread out a bit, he glanced up again at the geese, hoping for a safe journey coming home.
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Prosery: Something Told the Wild Geese
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Love the character of the grandfather, Cheryl, so tender and understanding, and sensitive to a preternatural degree. 💜
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NICE and tender….
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Thank you!
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Very gentle storytelling here. Grandpa definitely sounds like a wise old man like the previous commenter said.
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Thanks!
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A very tender piece and I love the sense that the old man is close to leaving, and want to share the time with the sea and his grandchildren.
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Thank you
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I love how you set the scene so vividly in so few words, Cheryl: ”They sat together on some driftwood available on the cold sand beach” leaves room for character development, to hint at the old man’s past, and build a picture of his relationship with his grandchildren.
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Thank you
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You’re welcome.
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Grandpa is a wise man. They are lucky to have him there to teach them about nature.
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I think his mind is on the past.
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