Friday, 4 May 2012

Response 2: My last Week

"You’ll have to leave that now Bob and get ready for your last week of work". Reluctantly pushing my autobiography to one side, I jumped into the shower. "Not bad for a 60 year old eh Janet?". "You’re not 60 until Sunday" my wife of 40 years said, playfully slapping my behind. My autobiography will have to wait until next week; I’ll have plenty of time then. Why do they insist on teachers retiring at 60? I have another 10 years work in me.

I left the house at 7.45am, always punctual. If only I had been 5 minutes late I could have avoided the car careering round the corner. I could have saved my family the sorrow and grief. They travelled from all around the country to attend my funeral instead of my party. I taught the boy who was texting when he crashed into me. He suffered bruises.

4 comments:

  1. The winner! All three were fantastic, but it was a mean feat to make me believe in the character of Bob with a limit of exactly 150 words - to the extent that it tugged on my heartstrings by the finale.

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  2. I endorse this decision! Well done! A worthy winner!

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  3. I agree with the person above. Great story, I can picture exactly what's going on.

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  4. Really well done Jane :), great twist... beware of the competition next week xx

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