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Art, Creativity, Daily Prompts, Reflections, Uncategorized

Easy. Elephants!

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What is your favorite animal?

My love of elephants has never faded. I had a book called Emily Elephant; and it was my favorite book. I still have it; and I read it to my daughter.

But strangely enough my love of elephants never extended outwards. I didn’t have elephant stuffed animals or elephant on my clothes. But I did truly love them.

When we would go to the zoo I loved to watch the elephants.

Whenever there was a cute picture of baby elephants and mama elephants on Facebook I would take a screenshot. I had several elephant pictures.

I wonder if that’s why I was never a huge fan of the Elephant’s Child audio book. We would listen to books as kids at bedtime. And we either listened to Peter and the wolf, which was terrifying, or Elephant’s Child. The elephant was so annoying and there was a crocodile. I really dislike crocodiles. But I wonder if that’s why…?

When I was a teenager, I drew out my family as animals. I can’t remember what everyone was. My younger brother was a snake. One of my sisters was an owl. My mom was a happy fluffy mama bear. But I know I was a baby elephant. I could even draw that elephant right now, as if it was yesterday.

Something like this. I am holding a sleeping 3 week old at the moment.

But elephants are so happy. Baby elephants follow their mamas. Mama elephants protect their babies. I love them still. So much so that both of my daughter’s baby showers were both pink elephants themed. My eldest daughter likes elephants; so I’ll have to see if I passed on the love for elephants to my newest daughter.

So easiest daily prompt for me, favorite animal….Elephants!!

Photo from Facebook 2018
Screenshot from Facebook 2017

So Cute!! 🥰

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The Drive…Or The Trip?

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Think back on your most memorable road trip.

Not thinking recently. Like back in my childhood. I have trouble remembering the driving part of trips. I remember the destination, but not the driving bit. I’m sure my mom remembers. Haha!

But I can’t remember where we were going. I think to a beach. But we would always get to a part of the drive and have to hand crank our windows up as fast as possible or the smelly duck farm smell would waft into the car and never go away.

There was another time that we were I think going to a different beach and we had to drive by a tall tower. Now I know it was a Catholic Church bell tower, but back then I asked my big sister what that was…thinking she would give me a normal answer. Instead she tells me that it’s a place where they burn dead people. That as you drive you have to roll up your windows quickly or the car would be filled with dead bodies particles. So of course more than half of my life I believed her and would roll up my windows quickly to avoid the dead particles. Haha!

There was another memorable one. By a different beach. One of my first times driving my friends to the beach, I went around my very first roundabout. And yes, I went around it a few times. Four times to be exact! Haha!

Funny how the different things I remember was when we were going to the beach. We went several different places. But I guess we went to beaches the most. Makes sense. You pay to park and then the day is free.

I’m going to try and remember the drive not just the destination.

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Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 43

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Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 42

CHAPTER 43

Chad dove again into the water! This time I ignored everything, instead I searched for that thing. ‘What was it?’ Head bobbing? No. Shoulders rotating wrong? No. Maybe legs? No. What was I missing? Then I saw something. There in his strokes. Nothing wrong with his technique, but a habit that needed to be nipped in the butt. ‘How did Coach see that?’ I glanced over at Coach Jones. He was sitting in his chair staring at me. I held up my hand to ask without words if that was what was wrong. Coach nodded in agreement. I was right.

Chad had came into the wall.”Well…?”

“Coach was right. It’s nothing wrong with your technique. You just have developed a habit of swimming with your thumb out. It’s nothing big, but it you think of it as in terms of drag it is something you are going to want to fix, before it becomes a bigger issue.” Proud of myself, for figuring out the issue.

“My thumb? You’ve got to be kidding me,” Chad climbed out off the pool. “I don’t believe you,” Chad tried to walk away.

“Stop. You know I’m not like Bryan. I’m not out to get anyone. I already confirmed it with Coach Jones. Do you realy not want to get better?” I could have blown him off; I could have not tried to help.

“Cool your jets dude,” Chad held up his hands in defeat. “I’m sorry I’m cautious. Swimming is important and I don’t want to waste my time. I’ve got so much going on, that this is my only escape.”

I paused, “Then why do you hang around Bryan? Until right now; I thought you just did swim to be popular and stay in shape.”

“It’s…” silence. “It’s not that I’m scared, but its better to be on Bryan’s side, than against him. And you may think I’m fast; I’m unable to keep up with Bryan in a race.” Chad tore his cap off. “I just can’t let anything get in the way of my chances in swimming. And if you are on Bryan’s bad side then your college life is going to be impossible.

I laughed. “Yeah. I would know something about that wouldn’t I?”

Chad chuckled, but then it trickled off because he knew it was true. “Yeah. Sorry about that George. I know that you have been having trouble. How has college been?”

“No offense Chad, but I don’t really trust you. Especially since you pretty much admitted to still being Bryan’s guard dog,” I held up a hand, “Sorry. Not dog, but bodyguard. So, instead of telling you anything that might make its way back to Bryan; I’ll just stick to talking about swimming related stuff.” Good thing I changed my word, I think I probably would have left practice with a black eye. “Deal?”

“Deal. Okay so how should I fix my thumb issue? I can’t even feel it?” Chad looked down at his thumbs.

“I don’t know. Maybe tape it? Then at least you will get used to the feeling of how it show be.”

“Sounds good,” Chad nodded and started walking off to the office for some tape. “You should start working on your lung capacity. Do 12x25s of shooters on the 40sec. You should be able to not breathe on all of them.

I rolled my eyes, “That’s an easy set. I don’t think that will actually help my problem. Got anything else?”

“Yeah. Do them freestyle kick. That is going to kill your legs as well as your lungs. Get ready for 12 laps straight,” Chad laughed as he lefted and walked to Coach’s office.

‘You had to speak George. You just made this set impossible.’ But I wasn’t about to back off from Chad’s set. When the 60 rolled around I left the wall.

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