An A-Z of Children’s Stories – day 18

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He was so excited! For months, Raymond had watched his big sister preening herself in preparation for her latest date! Now it was his turn, his first date.

Ok, he was only five feet tall with a chin as smooth as a baby’s bum, but it was time to put away his Action Man and claim his own Barbie doll!

Now, what to wear. Usually, he put on whatever his Mum left out for him. But today, he would decide! The laid back look with ripped jeans and a tee shirt, or those smart Chinos he’d never worn?.

He looked in the mirror. Should he get the kitchen scissors and lop off the bit of hair that always stuck up?  Sudden horror! That zit wasn’t there this morning. Why did it choose today to glow on the end of his nose?

Pull yourself together he thought. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Your grown-up life.

As Raymond swaggered along the road clutching a few flowers he’d picked from the garden, he glanced at his watch. Would she be waiting or would he get there first?

He walked to the bench by the pond as arranged. She wasn’t there, but he was a little early. Ten minutes later he was still waiting. But girls like keeping boys waiting. Or so his sister told him.

The sun went down. The playground emptied and the ducks swam back to their island. He sniffed as he tried to stop a tear trickling down his cheek. It was true what they said about girls. He should have listened to his mates. He should have gone with them. They were finishing their new camp in the woods. They were having fun.

He threw the flowers into the pond. He had been stood up on his first date.

 

 

Monday –

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Previously O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

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In 2018 – My Friend Rosey did a Charity Run!

In 2017 – We went for a Ramble in Amble Bay

 

 

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33 thoughts on “An A-Z of Children’s Stories – day 18

  1. Violet Lentz April 20, 2019 / 01:16

    This one ought to scare ’em into the priesthood! hehehe….

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  2. Christine Goodnough April 20, 2019 / 03:48

    Awww…what a shame. Reminds me of the time a friend told a boy I liked him and he wouldn’t speak to me for months after. In Grade 4, I think.

    It sounds like Raymond’s got a long way to grow before life gets really serious. 🙂

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    • Keith's Ramblings April 20, 2019 / 12:06

      Growing pains! It is fun to look back. Perhaps Raymond will have better luck next time.

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  3. hilarymb April 20, 2019 / 08:41

    Hi Keith – camping in the woods sounds distinctly better … still we all need to learn don’t we … have a glorious sunny weekend … cheers Hilary

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  4. Nilanjana Bose April 20, 2019 / 13:42

    Aww, not on his first date – that’s cruel! Hopefully the next girl won’t be so hopeless…

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  5. Shilpa Garg April 20, 2019 / 18:25

    Aww! Poor Raymond! This should not have happened on his first date!! SIGH…. such is life!!

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  6. Kalpana Solsi April 20, 2019 / 19:12

    Hid chin was as smooth as a baby’s bum….. what a comparison, Keith. Poor Raymond. better luck for his next date.

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    • Keith's Ramblings April 21, 2019 / 09:17

      I’m sure he’ll try again – as long as it’s not a camping weekend! Easter Greetings Gail.

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  7. XmasDolly April 20, 2019 / 20:58

    This one is so very sad, and throwing the flowers into the water only makes it sadder because it’s so pictorial, but thank you for sharing. Happy Easter to you and yours. Hope you have a great weekend!

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  8. randommusings29 April 20, 2019 / 21:39

    Awww poor Raymond. He deserves better!
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    • Keith's Ramblings April 22, 2019 / 09:14

      First impressions can be a bit disappointing, but things usually improve!

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  9. Trudy April 23, 2019 / 00:04

    Waaaaah! I was not expecting that ending. What a tough experience for Raymond.

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