Welcome to July 16, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “memory.”https://fivedotoh.com/2018/07/16/fowc-with-fandango-memory/

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.


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Memory

“I remember a time in my life…”

It was a bad day for me. I had problems with my grades in school. My teacher decided it was a good idea to let fellow students pass out things that had been graded. This one time was in my math class. Anyone that knows me probably has heard me say, “Math is not my best subject”, and let’s just say I did not pass this certain assignment. A girl who always made above average grades was asked to pass this certain graded assignment back out to the people whose names were on the top of them.

I remember hoping that my grade was a good enough one that this girl would not see and hopefully that she would not let anyone else see it. Unfortunately she would look at the grades on them as she passed out. She walked up to my desk and in front of everyone that was looking or listening, she declared my “D”. I was so embarrassed I wanted to crawl under my school desk. She looked at me as she handed to me and said, ” At least it isn’t failing.”  AT LEAST IT isn’t failing!!!! I WAS SO EMBARRASSED , for the second time in a row.

Needles to say I hated those kind of days. Not to mention walking in the front door at home and having my parents see it and having to deal with their reactions and being disciplined. That was a time I will always remember.

I was never good at math, but on the plus side… I don’t need math to write!

Thanks for reading!

MwsR <3

Thank you for reading 🙂

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