The Classroom

I’ve been away for two weeks and I’ve not been online that much since I left our home. So getting some inspiration with my two weeks teaching exposure here in a remote community, this is a short story about my experience earlier this day.

There’s the big boy again.
Restrain and gain composure, I tell myself.
Attention grabbing, classroom noise… why does he always start this?
Is there something wrong with him or it’s just his boyish nature?

Since it’s my last day here, I’ll smile outside even when I’m really boiling inside.
Before we leave, there’s a program to formally end our stay in this remote school.
After the singing and dancing, the boy approached me in his usual self.
Just like what I do with the rest of the kids, I piggyback him.
Now, the tots are crying but the boy is smiling while hugging me.
Later, I noticed that he became silent and I felt from my back that my shirt getting wet. I couldn’t believe he’s crying because I’m leaving now.

This boy is not that tough. Maybe I am not too. I was touched.

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Photo prompt via Madison Woods.

Heinz dilemma

Hello readers and fellow Friday Fictioneers!

For now, this is my and probably my last entry for the Friday Fictioneers’ 100-words challenge. Because this coming Sunday, I’m flying back to the South for an immersion experience with some indigenous community. It’s a part of our training before we enter the convent and formally start our Novitiate formation. I’ll tell all about it on my next post.

The photo prompt courtesy of Madison Woods. If you’re interested to read other stories like this, click here. If you’re not yet a Friday Fictioneer, I encourage you to be one and write your 100-flash fiction every Friday.

Below is my Flash Fiction this week. Enjoy!

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Where’s the drug? Where’s the medicine?! It’s too dark.

Good grief, there it is!

This radium is horribly overpriced. Ten times its production cost!

Oh that wretched druggist! I gave him other options this morning. I wouldn’t be here now if he just let me pay even half. I wouldn’t be stealing this if he just…

But I won’t let my wife suffer from her sickness any longer. This is for her!

I’ve never done this before. I think this won’t be considered as stealing.

I’ll just leave this $1000 in this spot.

Now what? Where should I hide later?

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The Heinz dilemma inspired me to write this story. You can read it here (wiki article).

Does the end justify the means?

The Tunnel – a poem

The place where we usually hang-out.
It’s you and me just chilling out.
The times where we have nothing to worry about.