Archive for February, 2010
The coat of snow that fell early this morning is trampled down by the constant flow of wooley bundled children on their way to the school. The sidewalk in front of my apartment is covered in slush, ice, gravel, sand, salt, and the general despondency of a long winter’s malcontent.
My boot toe catches on a partially frozen child’s mitten, slowly rising to the top of the filthy mush. Dirty beyond belief, it lies there dejected, forgotten, oh so lonely. No longer capable of calling its twin, who undoubtedly is abandoned in some overflowing school lost-and-found box around the corner from its match.
a family of 5 children, 4 adults arrive on the doorstep early evening hoping for a room. the sign at the bottom of the laneway to the hotel clearly says “no vacancy”.
Turns out their car broke down just down the road, and they need a place to stay… we manage to finaggle something for them miraculously. Some stranger from the day before helps them get the car back on the road the next day (he told them he’d help, and he actually showed up to do that in the morning).
The whole family but the husband were from mexico…. making me feel that between us and the man who helped the car get back on the road, we did huge justice to the name “Canadian!”.
Have been very neglectful on very short short stories… hoping to hop back in! We are living and running a small motel right now, and i was thinking last night how well that fits into short, short stories. As the people who come and go provide us just that… a little snippet of their lives in ours.
While doing my homework today, i wondered, why we always assume, that Martians are going to come in metal spaceships… Why metal?