1915
Skipping came naturally to her, just like a fairy said her father. Whatever the surface, she moved with grace. No one who watched her could fail to smile and wonder why. But society said she was strange. 1915 was her nemesis. Her father received his call up papers.
Strange said other children. Silent said the doctor.
No ropes were allowed in the asylum, but Sylvia carried on skipping. She stopped briefly only once, when she saw a piece of skipping rope. How many stones she counted, no one knows.
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wonderful, Michael.
Thank you Neil, I appreciate you taking the time to comment. Mike
Great story Michael, well done.
Thank you Iain, it is always good to read your feedback. Mike
I hope she kept skipping. Asylums were terrible back then.
Thank you Tannille, asylums should be a special place for help and peace, sadly even now that sometimes is not the case
Sad story. Such a graceful girl deserved better.
Anita, I did see her as graceful,
The underlying sadness here is so clear. Poor child lost her safe place. Well done.
Thank you Linda, far to many loose their safe place when war visits their land.
A poignant piece indeed.
Keith, thank you,
Dear Michael,
Tragic tale. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Rochelle, I very much appreciate your taking the time to manage Friday Fictioneers and all that goes with it. Mike
This is excellent, well done. 🙂
James, it is kind of you to say so. mike
My heart goes out to Sylvia. Good (and sad) storytelling.
So pleased that the good and the sadness came across.
What a sad fate for a happy child. Skipping kids is such a happy sight. Society is such a bore!
Hopefully society understands a Little Bit More these days, but I am sure that many children quietly slip into neglect
Lovely tale, Michael.
Thank you Sandra, war has left to many orphans
A very sad tale. I hope she’ll recover.
Sad is so true, to many children still get neglected
A poignant tale, Michael, very well told!
Thank you Brenda, it is sad to realise that children still suffer from war.
you didn’t skip a bit. well told story.
Thank you for saying so, it is appreciated.