Month Away – March (06.06.’16)

“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

Kimo’s hair flapped as he clasped the pole. . “We need to get to the monkey bars”  he said, trying to keep his eyes open. The submarine growled again, and again. Hover slumped on the stairs, leaning on his hands. He stared at the wafer packets. Kimo frowned “Hover” he said, bearing his teeth, “You can’t just keep wallowing about them ” Kimo strangled the pole. “You have to let go” he said. His eyes softened “There’s no time for that stuff.”.
Hover brushed his hands on the wall and looked up. “No”. He pulled himself up and bared his teeth. “I need to taste the strawberry, the melon, and the lemon ones”. The stairs creaked. Kimo took a deep breath, and stared as Hover jumped off the stairs and scattered to the corner.  Both boys looked up and then stared at each other.. The lights began to flicker.

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Month Away -April (28.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”
I glanced over my shoulder. My heels itched, and I held the plate of pizza in my hand. Its heat made me sweat. Jabi slumped behind the door with a can of pineapple.

 “Does she usually take this long?” I asked, turning to Jabi. His eyes sunk.  “Not really”
He adjusted his position “They’re bringing the phone cable over here”.
I shut the door to a slit “seriously?”. My eyes rounded “It’s not one of those hoaxes is it?”
“No, I saw them digging all the way from town” he said. He dug into his pocket for another date.
“Those look like cockroaches”. I said, with a grin.
The darkness began to creep in through the pigeon holes. I let go of the door. “She’ll knock if she ever gets here” I said, reaching to the the floor.
“You know” he said “Last Wednesday I bought two of these”. He lifted the can in my face. His face went pink and he nodded. His eyes sparkled.
I dipped my hand into the syrup. “Ouch” I leaned away. “It’s cold”.

Month Away -April (21.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

 

The ceiling in the hole dripped. No one fixed it yet, apart from a piece of paper stuck to it. 

Shadows shuffled in the corner. Hash inched to Hover’s ear “Wonder who moved it” he said, .
“Koala probably” said Hover, glinting
Hash switched off his torch “No”. He rested his chin on his arms “He would’ve tipped it over and left” .

Hover snorted, his hair flopping to the front. ” yeah, typical”.
They glanced up and down the ceiling. More water trickled, and the pressure got louder. Then they heard snores from under the desk . Hash’s face shot up “Wha..” Hover chuckled “Let’s see” he said crawl out of his blanket Hash hesitated, and then crawled “Shh”

 Chief lay under the desk in a wool beanie. His legs rested on the wall.
The boys gawked, their heads flinching back. “Aikai”  they said
“What’s he doing here?” said Hash, lowering his voice again.
“We shouldn’t spend the whole night here again ” 
“Psst” he’s wearing green. “Let’s follow ” “Maybe somethings wrong?”. 

Month Away -April (19.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

 

 

 

 

 

The closest town sparkled, amidst the navy blue sky, like a 3Cent necklace. I gazed through the glass door in my father’s balcony. I steamed and then drew a barbeque without eyes. A still figure stood behind the curtain outside. It was tall. Too tall to be Koala, Hover, or even Mother. The vanilla lemon entwined and made me sigh, and shrugged to the bench. “Still perfect.” I’m sure no one’s going to eat it. Hover whispered to mother, on the lounge floor. Something about red fish. “uhuh” she said, combing the baby to sleep.
Where’s my partner in crime? My eyes widened, and then shut tight. “Who wants dinner?”.  I said, through the hole in the door.
Mother paused, and looked up. “What is there,?”, she asked, trying to keep the baby still.  She looked at the boys “Who’s hungry?”. Something stood behind the wall, crunching. I rushed to see. “Koala?” I said, peeking around the corner. “Is that you?”.
The hallway was a river of cheerios.
I heaved my way through the scattered rings. “Oh Koala” I said, groaning. He chewed on the empty packets and grinned “blaba yay”.
I ran back to the room to get the vaccum, and when I got back he wasn’t there. My eyes darted out the window.

Month Away -April (17.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

 

“What’s the occasion?” I said, shivering and patting my apple.
“I missed you all. There’s no occasion”

They came after 1 am. The rooms filled with socks, and flaps. Butter was the answer, I realised. “It’s a chemistry thing”. I said.
The old aunts glanced at me, then turned back to their conversations about the imprisoned lady.
The hosts brought in the coffee,
“W..we j…ju..st had lunch dear” said the one in brown.
“It’s our pleasure” said the tall host, his hand on his chest, “You’re like our mothers”. His eyes stuck to the tray, a red expression threatening to explode through his skin. Was he proud to be in that position?
The short one with a purple sweater tied around his hips looked under his companion’s arms “they have these peanut butter cups” he said, coming up next with a tray of traditional cookies, ” if you would prefer that “.
He looked around the room, and then bent down to the old woman’s ear. “I know you have diabetes”. The woman didn’t reply.  She squinted at his grin and carried on arranging raisins on her plate. No one heard it. Well, apart from myself and Bim, who snorted  and nudged me. Before lunch he arranged his pots of honey. Then sat and waved at everyone “It’s lemon flavoured” he said, with a huge smile. His son came up and squeezed him, then they collapsed on each other laughing. An inside joke perhaps.

 

 

What are you all doidg here?

One head tilted sideways  “DING?” ittle U echoes…

Month Away -April (13.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

 

 

 

 

 

Hover took cover behind the couch, combing Koalas, who glanced at us. He gawked, his chin digging into it’s fat. I crawled to the sofa, and covered my grandfather with Koala’s blanket. I tucked him in, and placed the cover over his face. Then I slithered back to our meeting point.

In the kitchen, we . Hover tiptoed to the island, and back. He shoved three cupcakes into a plastic bag, and stretched his arm out for the box of pancakes.
I squatted “Psst”.
“What?” he asked, glancing back at me.
“That’s stealing!”
Hover dropped his plastic bag, and straddled over to my corner, “What do you mean?” he asked, squatting beside me.
” We’re not here to steal” I said,  licking the leftover peanut butter off the knife.
“bu..”
The roof creaked, and we heard footsteps above us.
Hover and I grabbed each other “What is that?”
Koala’s face shot up. “Blabla”
I picked up Koala from the middle of the doorway and dashed behind the door. Hover managed to  slide under the coffee table, and bury his head beneath the carpet.  Then the stairs out in the hallway shook, and cranked, and creaked. .

I sucked in my tummy, and Koala squiggled.
“Your tea is going to get cold” said Chef AiKai, walking in the kitchen door, his shoulder brushing against the door.
An old Teen boy swaggered in behind him “I know that,” he said, his nose high, “It always does”.
They stood in a row, examining the stove.

“The larder door”. It was left ajar.

It wasn’t me, it wasn’t Koala.
Koala can’t even reach the draw handles, let alone the larder ones.

Month Away -April (12.04.’16)

IMG_1426“Instead of writing down everything that happens in your day, give your day a twist by fictionalising it”
“Practise using the 6 elements of story: Action, Description, Dialogue, Introspection, Emotion, and Exposition”

 

Eng glanced at the  draw, his head sloping back and forth, back and forth. He pulled his eyelids, and then jabbed at the mattress above.
“We should eat something” Hover said.
“No” Eng frowned at his finger, “There’s no time”.
Hover slid down his bunk, “You’re not that busy”.
“Come on”. He said, offering his hand.”Trust me, all it takes is that ONE step”
Eng groaned, then turned to his right. “I didn’t sleep until 2”
“And you say there’s no time to eat?”. He said, poking Eng’s arm.
“Mmm” he said, smirking underneath his quilt “Yes”
Hover shook his head, and stood up. “Fine”. He drew open the curtains, and leaned out the window, closing his eyes and taking in the air. “Ah” he said, after the big breath, “this always stings.” He then moved to the corner to iron. Eng ruffled in bed. The sunlight moved from one window to another, and Hover still hunched over his ironing board.”By the way, Hover” he said, from under his quilt. “Those bikkies were delicious “
Hover placed the iron and looked up. “Bikkies?”
“mm”, said Eng, “Almond ones”