It is not quite Friday but close enough for Friday Fictioneers. We’re headed by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple. We tell stories of 100 words or so – inspired from a photo prompt. Anyone can join in, if you’re so inclined. Here’s my 100 words this week.
She was momentarily blinded by the light. In that moment, a memory of another light flashed through her mind.
She was six years old again. Her mother was shaking her.
“Wake up, May! Wake up!”
She opened her eyes. A naked lightbulb dangled from the ceiling, its light blinding. May stared in awe and silence. She did not utter any words or questions but did as she was told.
They took a taxi from the hotel to the station and boarded the train to Hong Kong. She will always remember that day when she first saw electricity and her father.
31 thoughts on “LET THERE BE LIGHT”
What a wonderful way to draw on memories for a beautiful tale!
Thank you very much, Yolanda!
the feeling must be electrifying. 🙂
It was! 🙂
You’ve packed a lot of story into a few words. I can visualize this. Very nice.
Thank you, Rochelle!
Lovely story and writing, but I’m a little confused as to why she first saw electricity in that way when she was six.
Thank you, Claire! She was from the village with no electricity. She and her mother were on their way to Hong Kong when she was six. I’m not sure about China, but today there are still villages in third world countries without electricity.
Ah! I didn’t realise she was already on the way – I just assumed she was still at home and suddenly woken up and there was electricity! But that makes sense now.
Fiat lux. Good piece.
That was layered! I didn’t get it at first, but I’ve sort of got it now! 🙂
That’s good. Thanks for reading!
Nifty! Reminds me that we didn’t always have light bulbs lighting our rooms!
There’s still parts of the world that don’t have electricity or reliable electricity, for instance some villages in Ghana. Thanks for reading.
So true. Thanks for sharing!
That must have been pretty amazing to see at six years old. Growing up with it, you take electricity for granted. Great story, Lily.
Thank you, Amy!
Nice description of the child’s memory. Interesting that her first sight of electricity is connected with her first meeting with her father. I like how one flash of light serves to take her back to another in her childhood.
Thank you, Margaret!
It has to be a strong memory.. with the world filled with refuges there has to be many memories that will be remembered 20 years from now
Aw, how poignant. Also fitting for today’s Father’s Day.
Yes, happy Fayher’s Day to the father in your life!
A very interesting memory, and a good reminder of what we take for granted.
Thank you for reading and commenting!
That would have been a memorable day indeed, especially for a small child. Good description, Lily. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
I am happy to be here and reading your post. I look forward to reading more posts on this site. Thank you.
Thanks for reading!
You are welcome.