for the Ragtag Daily Prompt where Christine has given us the word Journalist to play with!
Freddie walked into the room wearing granddad’s hat, holding a note pad and licking a pencil.
“Don’t do that”, said Mummy.
“It’s what reporters do, I saw it on the telly. I’m going to write stories in newspapers when I grow up”.
“A journalist”, said Daddy.
“No,” said Freddie, “not lists of journeys, stories”.
Millie starting giggling. Big sisters can be so annoying.
“One, go to school, boring.” she chuckled, “Two, go to the park, fun. Three, go to McDonald’s ….”
“Can we go to McDonald’s Mummy?” interrupted Freddie.
“If you write a story about it, we’ll go,” said Daddy.
“Okay!” said Freddie hoping up and down.
That was twenty years ago. Freddie now works for a transport company and compiles lists of journeys for the drivers!
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This is so good Keith. 😂
That’s really kind of you Sadje, thank you.
You’re welcome 😉
Ah. The dreams of the young. I was going to be the next Perry Mason. And you?
Let me think… probably a royal prince!
Love the ending twist! Freddie’s in a much safer profession. 😉
He is! Thanks Christine.
Heeheehee! A great story, especially if it is based on real life.
It’s not but I’m sure t could be! Thanks Mimi.