The balloon seller, walked down his usual paths, selling his wares, in his usual way:
Get these balloons for all the good children And not for those, who break stuff and away run. Come ye. Come all. Get these balloons from me and gift it to your boys and girls who have a good story
And his usual way, unfortunately for the parents, was alongside schools and parks. On hearing his song, children would look at their parents for a judgement of behaviour. And in order to pacify them, the fathers and mothers would buy balloons for their children.
Today’s prompt: write this story(the first paragraph is already provided) in first person, told by the twelve-year-old sitting on the stoop across the street.
Today’s twist: Build this twelve-year-old as a character.
The neighbourhood has seen better days for Mrs. Pauley has lived there since before anyone remembered. She raised a family of six boys, who’d all grown up and moved away. Mr. Pauley had passed away three months ago. With no source of income, she fell back on her rent. The landlord, accompanied by the police came to evict Mrs. Pauley from the house she’s lived in for forty years.
Or so they say. It could even be more. I never knew them personally, save two reasons. My dad used to work with Mr. Pauley. And I used to live with them.
Today’s Prompt: Imagine you had a job in which you had to sift through forgotten or lost belongings. Describe a day in which you come upon something peculiar, or tell a story about something interesting you find in a pile.
Today’s twist: If you’d like to continue our serial challenge, also reflect on the theme of lost and found more generally in this post.
I’ve ripped off a few parts of this post from a lot of parts of the internet where I’ve seen people debating as such. Such content is definitely not mine – I’m simply borrowing those lines because they seem to fit. If you know who to credit, please do let me know below.
Today’s Prompt: write about finding something.
Today’s twist: if you wrote day four’s post as the first in a series, use this one as the second instalment — loosely defined.
“This book is trash,” cried the boy as he threw the book onto the floor.
Miraculously, a framed photograph of a deity fell on it. The book cushioned the fall and the glass remained unbroken.
“Why are these pictures still inside our home? Didn’t I ask you to throw them out yesterday?” bellowed the father looking up from the table where he was cutting vegetables, “I don’t believe in them anymore, not after…”
Today’s Prompt: Who’s the most interesting person (or people) you’ve met this year?
Today’s twist: Turn your post into a character study.
This year I did meet a lot of people. Each one has proven to be quite as interesting as the previous one. Somehow, each person has taught me something new and imbibed me with some lessons. Lessons that came not just from the positive experiences, but from the negative ones as well.
“The world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters. We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.”
Today, the world runs on money. It’s a language that anyone can understand as long as you can translate convert it. Today, it’s money that maketh the human. The way to money seems quite established – either inherit it or earn it. There are other ways, but that’s not the road we’re taking in this post today.
If you’re not already born with a silver spoon, you probably have to earn it for yourself. Education is often established as an assured way to ensure that you get a paying job. Some others root for learning by doing as well. They argue that
…do we really learn what we need out of life from school?
We have seen several memes flooding the internet on how we have learned nothing with regard to real-life but we do know that mitochondria are the powerhouse of the cell. While this is an exaggeration – there are classes in school that cover what we face in life – we also should agree that it’s not inclusive of everything one would need to function. On the other hand, parents/guardians take to focussing on answering the “what next?” question for the child – expect them to get a professional degree.
So what is a professional degree? Well, in a sentence, it is best described as THE COURSE which absolutely, unconditionally, and unquestionably lands you in a job that’s looked up in the society and keeps your bank account healthy, wealthy and wise.
While studying for a job might seem like the solution to the problem – you end up gaining skills that are going to help your real career – it might not be the right solution in the longer term. With so many bright people running the race to get to the finish line of “I-have-joined-the-best-course-in-the-best-college”, you might wonder how everyone will land in a dream job. Well, they don’t. We also have a large number of people graduating out of colleges – which causes the next set of problems
Should people only get hired for a job that they studied for? As in, would you want to base the rest of your life off what you should have learnt in a few years?
Are there enough vacant jobs in the field that you want – that want someone with your skills and experience?
Would you rather stay unemployed than get a job that isn’t up to your degree?
There are of course a handful who may be able to get through to what they want to. Students with varied interests might end up in courses that divert them from what they actually like doing. This gives rise to two groups:
Students who end up learning their lessons just to earn a degree and a job.
Students who love their area of study, and yearn to learn.
Those who are going to learn to earn, and those who are going to yearn to learn. Well, this is a problem all right. The solution sounds simple – let people study what they want to instead of forcing one’s dreams onto one’s children. Or even if you’re not and are giving your inputs about what to study/do next based on your good intentions, provide it as a choice and not an ultimatum. Hopefully, given time, we’ll have passionate people pursuing what they love, who become passionate professionals who are proud of what they do.
This post was written years ago when I had just walked out of school and jumped through many hoops before getting to college. Some or most of my points in my earlier posts, such as this, do feel cringeworthy. If you feel that some content should be rewritten/removed, please do let me know.