Spoons magazine The official online Magazine of tearoomschat.com                  Issue(10)  May - June     2009              page 5
   

 (c)2009 tearoomschat.com          authors of original material retain (c)  all rights reserved

 

 

 

     Summer!  The Time for Fun in the sun, eating fresh summer fruits and
 vegetables, and most of all... a time to completely embarrass youself infront
 of friends.  Do you have any funny summer stories? Submit them to Spoons
 before the next issue and you will be featured in the upcoming edition. As for
  me, I have a TON of summer stories im not so proud about. Here's one :
                           Note: so as to protect the identities of these friends, 
                         They will go by the fictional Names Mary and Jamie.
                                     
                                       Where are your shoes?

          When I was only a bit younger than I am now,  my favorite thing to do
  when the weather was right was to go down with my friends and play in
  the creek. It was great. Frogs leapt from algea pool to algea pool, dragonflies
 divebombed our heads and new baby birds chirped nearby. The water was
always clear and the minnows rushed past us constantly.
        After a long walk through the creek, my friends and I were growing weary,
 so we looked for a nice piece of land to rest on. While walking, one of my friends, 
 Mary, screamed and pointed , "Snake!!"  My other friend, Jamie and I looked in the
 direction she was pointing... it was a snake alright. A small black one with some
 redish colored diamond shapes, but it was all the way on the opposite end of the Creek.
      I laughed, "Mary calm down. Its cute, and its all the way over th - - "
 Before I could finish, Jamie suddenly said "hey, where'd it go???"
 The next thing I knew, the snake pops up directly infront of Mary, moving very quickly. Mary screams and grabs the nearest friend,
 who was Jamie, and uses her as a launch pad! Jamie goes flying forward toward the snake as Mary makes a run for it. Jamie
 quickly regains her footing though and in turn tries to use ME as a lauchpad! As I was propelled toward the snake I caught myself on
 a small tree trunk and used it to pivet and run after my supposed friends :P 
     I followed Jamie, who was following Mary, who jumped out of sight off of a small incline toward a small bit of land. But I stopped
 just before reaching the incline, and stood to catch my breath. The next thing I know, I can hear Mary calling for help. 
      I ran up to peek over the incline to see that Mary was waist deep in what was supposed to be a bit of land... it was wet mud and 
 clay mixed with sand, but it acted as quick sand. Jamie was standing in the water beside the "land."  Thinking it was safe enough, she
 stepped with one foot onto the smallest corner of the quicksand, and quickly found herself burried up to her knee. Now they were both
 stuck.
      Acting quickly and without thinking, I ran toward the girls. The second my foot touched the quicksand however, I pulled back...
 not sure of what to do next. Luckily, I wasnt stuck... but I had lost my shoe. 
      "Hang on!" I told them, as i went to grab a tree limb.  With the limb in hand, little by little I inched my way toward Jamie, who
 seemed the only one close enough to reach. I figured if I could get Jamie out, she could help me get Mary.
     Leaning forward I extended the Limb as far as it could go, but It still wouldnt Reach  Jamie... so I leaned in more. Just as I was about
 to fall forward, I caught myself... then a beautiful dragonfly divebombed  my head, which of course scared me and caused me to fall into
 the quicksand. 
     Now all Three of us were stuck! And for me it was the worst, since I had fallen in head first, my arms AND legs were both stuck.
 The more I moved, the more force the sand sucked my arms and legs in with. So, all three of us yelled for help. We yelled and yelled
 and yelled.. until finally we realized that nobody was coming. We were scared, embarrassed, and Mary said she had peed herself.
      From time to time I would shift my weight forward at an angle in order to relieve my feeling of being trapped and unable to move. I 
 began to notice that doing this repeatedly had loosened the sand's deadly grip on my arm.
     An idea came to me. "Hey!" I said , "I noticed that when i lean forward... I can eventually wriggle enough to move my arm
 outward. Lets try crawling on our bellies." Mary was too deeply burried to move, but Jamie and I tried my idea... and it worked!
 Within a matter of minutes I was free from the mud, and Jamie soon after. Together we worked to free Mary, who was exhausted from
 trying to wriggle free.
        Tired, hungry, barefoot, and needing to pee (except mary who had peed her pants), we slowly made our way back to my
 apartment. When we walked in, we were greeted by my mom... strange woman, that one. Instead of asking a logical question such 
 as why are you covered in mud? or Oh my goodness, are you alright?...
she Turns and the first thing from her mouth is "Where are your shoes?!"  

(c)Nari 2009


                                                 Upcoming Tearooms Contests:                           
 
                                                            Any writers out there? Want to show off your writing skills? Then submit to me your short
                                               story to enter for the writing contest! No prizes,sorry. But your story will be shown in the July
                                               (Summer edition) of Spoons Magazine. Feel free to write the story in your own language if you
                                              are not comfortable writing your story in english. I will do a rough translation in english below
                                              (very rough :P).


                                                            And i know there are some tearooms artists out there! Enter the spoons art contest. Have 
                                                your art judged by us and appear in the next issue of spoons! Now, To me, the word "Art" is not
                                                limited to paintings and pastel drawings, art is what we make it to be, whether that be drawing with pencil or sculpting from wax. Any genre of art is acceptable (including photography, sculptures, digital art, paintings, Photo editing, sketches, videos, or even carvings) Just take a picture of your artwork and submit it to me. 
 If you are not sure about qualifications and need questions answered, feel free to email me personally at nari@tearoomschat.com


Submit any and all entries or contributions to:      editor@tearoomschat.com

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