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National Day of . . . Prompt #361

Imagine a conversation between two people of different backgrounds talking about March 13, National Day of . . . Explain National Day [choose one from the list below] as if these two people were talking in person, over the phone, or via emails. They could be friends. Or perhaps they have never met in person. Look for the twist in red below. National Elephant Day – Thailand Coconut Torte Day – Australia National Good Samaritan Day – United States. A day for unselfish actions to help those in need and to celebrate kindness. National Earmuff Day – United States, in honor of the 1873 invention of earmuffs. At the age of fifteen, Chester Greenwood of Farmington, Maine was credited for inventing the winter wear out of necessity—his ears were cold. National K9 Veterans Day – United States A lot of things changed after the bombing of Pearl Harbor in 1941….

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Childhood ritual when you were sick. Prompt #359

  Write about a childhood ritual when you were sick. If there were no childhood rituals when sick, what would you have liked to happen? How would you have wanted to be treated when sick as a child? Or write about a time you were sick. Or write about any ritual from your childhood. You can write about what really happened, or make something up. You can answer from your fictional character’s point of view.

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“At the Ice Rink” by Alison Luterman . . . Prompt #349

  Today’s writing prompt is a poem by Alison Luterman. When the prompt is a poem, you can write on the theme or the mood of the poem. Or use a stanza, a line, or a word to inspire your writing. Just Write! At the Ice Rink I came here to fail and to fall but not so well as that man careening over the ice sliding into the wall as if into second base shambling up, grinning, like a great bear, and taking off again, saying, over his shoulder, “You’ve got it backwards. Learn to fall first, then  skate.” I end up clinging barnacle-like to the sides, inching around the perimeter like a caterpillar. Wall-hugger. Nothing has changed since I was eight and my parents paid for skating lessons in hopes I would become more balanced. Now as then I am wobbling, terrified, feet frozen like blocks of wood…

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Strongly affected. . . Prompt #347

Today’s writing prompt is a visualization . . . then the prompt. Set yourself up for an uninterrupted twenty minutes. Get comfortable. Have your writing implements nearby . . . paper and pen or computer. Settle into your chair. Feet flat on floor. Hands relaxed. Rotate shoulders in a circle. Reverse direction. Stretch arms out in front. Arms overhead. Arms to the side. Take a deep breath in. Hold. Let go. Feel your feet connected to the floor. And that connection goes down into the earth, way down, deep down, to the center of the earth. Firmly planted, deeply rooted. Feel the connection up your legs, through your calves, into your knees. Feeling connected up into your thighs. Completely relax into your chair, letting go of all tension that might be in your legs and thighs. Just let go. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Let your hands go limp….