Welcome to Three Word Wednesday.
Each week, Bone will post three (or more) random words. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write something using all of those words. It can be a few lines, a story, a poem, anything. This is a writing exercise. It doesn't have to be perfect. The idea is to let your mind wander and write what it will. I'll also attempt to write something using the same three words.
Leave a comment if you participate.
This week's words are:
Jim was so excited! He was finally going to his very first ever football game. Dad had finally thought that he was old enough to go. YIPPEE!!! He just couldn't wait. But wait he had to do because the game wouldn't be for another month. darn it!
The week past slowly with Jim getting more and more excited...and finally the game day came. They loaded up the car and headed for the train station...it was silly to drive to the game and pay a fortune for downtown parking when you could ride the train and get dropped off right next to the stadium. Unfortunately, everyone else it seemed had the same idea...so the trains would be crowded.
"hurry, hurry!" Jim thought as they made their way to the station.
Finally they got to the train ticket machine. Dad started putting his bills into the machine to buy their tickets and all went well except for that one stupid bill. Jim couldn't believe that the machine wasn't accepting the bill...yeah, sure it was bended in ways only a 2 year old could imagine...but it was still money. "TAKE THE BILL!" Jim was thinking...and finally it did. "Whoa!" Jim thought. "Maybe I have some kind of power here."
They boarded the train with a lot of other people and made their way to the stadium. It was fun riding the train...also another first for Jim. Dad reminded Jim to hold onto his hand when they were getting close to the stadium...this was NO place to get lost. But Jim didn't get lost and they made it to the game on time.
Jim watched the game with all the enthusiasm of all of his Uncles in one room. Yes, he was screaming his little heart out. He screamed so much that he made himself hoarse. Poor little guy. He didn't have any voice left for when his team won the game. But he could still waive his flags with all his might.
By the time Jim & his dad made it home they were both very tired and a mess. It seems that stadium food tastes better when worn on your clothes. Mom just sighed.