Week 6
Grass as soft as a brand new plush carpet, colored different but perfect shades of green. I stand barefoot, able to feel the strands between my toes and underneath my feet. The sky light blue, magnifying the summer weather. Trees surround the airport, becoming border lines for the runway. Three leaf clovers scattered all around, popping up from the ground. An old and run down looking hanger is at the beginning of the runway, housing Cessna planes. One plane cannot be mistaken, painted bright orange along with a green stripe running down both sides, my Papa's plane. The propeller is a bright shiny silver that reflects the rays of the sun beaming down onto it. A breeze runs through my hair as I breathe in the fresh air. I glance over at the hanger, watching my Papa as he works on his plane. The airport, a second home without walls or a roof. I walk over to the hanger, watching the ground as I step, making sure not to step on any bees or hornets. "You ready?" I smile as I hear his question, of course I am. I open up the passenger side door and climb up into the plane. Heat rushes out as I climb in, my breaths become harder to take because the air is so thick. I position myself in the seat as my Papa climbs in next to me and hands me a headset. I push my hair out of my face and place it over my head, covering my ears. The plane turns on and the propeller starts to spin. I look to my right and watch the scenery change as we make our way towards the runway. Big tree, little tree, medium sized tree, all unique and different in design, just like every human on earth. I turn to look back at my Papa, fidgeting with all the knobs and buttons.
You have a nice way here of knowing how a sketch works, how a writer can offer material without necessarily offering traditional 'closure,' and how unimportant explanations are when the material as presented is allowed to speak for itself.
ReplyDeleteLet me put it a different way: this is a sophisticated piece, confident in itself.
Thank you John, would you like me to continue on with the writing or is it fine at this length?
ReplyDeleteHave you got more? I thought it was fine in every way--did I say something that would make you think I thought it was somehow 'short' ?
ReplyDeleteWell there is always the plane ride but I just personally thought it was sort of short. Although if it is okay how it is I won't change a thing.
ReplyDeleteSometimes less is more. Teachers often get anxious that they are not 'getting enough out of students.' I could insist each piece in the course be 500, 1000, 20000 words, but would that improve the writing? Not likely.
ReplyDeleteI'll press you for quality, never quantity.