Here’s my ‘sun silly’ story in response to Charli Mills Carrot Ranch flash fiction weekly 99-word challenge. Drop by and join this supportive community of writers!
“Come outside and watch our dance!” Beth called waving her arms in the air.
Sister Mary looked out of her open, classroom window, squinting at the blaring midday sun. “Play in the shade, the sun will make you frisky.”
“We’ve been rehearsing a dance!” They shouted in unison, twisting and turning rhythmically.
“You’d better study for this afternoon’s biology exam.”
“Please, sister, just five minutes!”
She sighed. “Very well, but afterwards you’ll sit in the shade and revise.” They nodded.
As their teacher walked out, Susan crept inside, opened her drawer, snapped a photo of the exam and grinned.
I went to a convent school, many years ago, when there were no mobile phones, but the events described in my flash could have happened, the old-fashioned way, memorizing or jotting down the exam questions! Perhaps something similar even did happen… My schooldays are a blur.
What is true is that my teachers, mainly nuns, would say ‘the sun made us frisky,’ so they tried to convince us to sit in the shade. The school was in North London, so every single ray of sun, and believe me there were very few, was sought after and cherished. We would never sit in the shade, much to our teachers’ dismay!