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Free Writing - Take 21

Cute 101 - young boy bagging his mother's groceries. Can falls on the ground. Mother asks the child needs help.  Boy tells mother "I can do it, I promise."

Neighboring 101 - super of building sees you putting laundry in washing; goes on to monopolize dryers for two hours, then leaves dry clothes in dryer for another 20 minutes.

Driving 101 - two people have a green light, both attempt to make left turns without signaling and almost crash at the intersection.

Aging 101 (a) - walking up a hill and being passed by a guy with a cane. In my defense, I was texting.
Aging 101 (b) - kid with shoelaces untied asks me to tie them, As I limp over to him, mother walks over and does it, saying "It's easier for me."  

Parenting 101 - a child misbehaves and then misbehaves again.  The mother asks the kid to promise not to ever do it again.  The child smiles and asks if he does, will he get ice cream.  "Yes Honey, of course."  Lesson learned?

Dining 101 - nothing is better after a rough, emotional day than a home cooked meal.  Made sweet basil sausage, green bell peppers, red onion and tomato with salt, pepper, fresh garlic and red pepper flakes.  

Friends 101 - had someone give me a lift, someone ask how I was and someone call just to say what's up.

Beauty 101 - women who go out food shopping, go to pick up their kids from school or just out to a store and don't feel it necessary to dress up like it's Saturday night.

Love 101 - that mother who you spot taking her baby out or putting her baby in the car seat and she can't stop kissing them.


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  1. Absolutely brilliant. Do you mind if I use these in a lesson? My students need to hear neighboring, parenting, and beauty. I <3 Love 101. I don't think I'll ever stop kissing mine. (Hoping for a few more years in their car seats!)

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    1. Sure. I've been cranky about my neighbors, parents I deal with and society in general, but there are always some good things, like Love 101 :)

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