Sarah is the host of Saturday Mix
Welcome to the Saturday Mix – Mad About Metaphor, 7 December 2019!
Our metaphor this week is:
– The cut of your jib.
Stephen presented himself nervously on the day of the interview. He was qualified enough for the job but was lacking in confidence. He thought that if he failed to impress the panel, his chances of getting this job would be nil.
As he was called in, he drank from the water cup he was holding and adjusting his shirt walked in hesitantly in the room. A table faced the door, and on it, three people sat looking at him intently. As the interview started, he gradually relaxed. At the end of the session, the older man on the panel said to him, “Young man I like the cut of your jib. We will give you a chance and if you prove your worth in the three month trial period, we will hire you on a permanent basis”
Though Stephen wasn’t sure what the cut of his jib meant, he was elated by the rest of the news.
The first thing he did after he thanked the panel and can out, was to Google the meaning of those words!
Sharing Reena’s take on the Prompt,
What do you see;
Sammi Cox is the host of Weekend Writing Prompt.
A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.
Police were wearing riot gear and standing behind the barricade. An angry mob was on the other side shouting anti-government slogans and telling them to step down.
The chief of the police tried to negotiate with the leader of the protesters but to no avail. The leader was an old man and his only condition was the resignation of the President. This was not the only site of protests. All over the country, people had risen up against the government policies. The most unacceptable was the discriminatory laws against the local population and so was the ruling class’s attitude who had usurped the power almost a century ago. The locals were forbidden from using the clubs and posh dining areas which were exclusive for the white skinned ruling class.
Now it was time of change!
Sharing Susi’s take on the Prompt,
What do you see;
Rory is the host of 321 Quote Me
321 Quote Me Directory
321 Quote Me Created by A Guy Called Bloke
PLEASE NOTE …
321 Quote Me is NO LONGER a tagging game – it is now a Community Prompt Game only, as in if any of my readership wish to take part – they can do so freely on their own steam and not through either a ‘tagging’ or an obligation to play.
Guidelines: 3.2.1 Quote Me!
Post 3 quotes on topic
Post 2 pieces of music on topic.
Display one image which represents the topic in your eyes.
Dedicated Topic For Today:
“What a Cool Idea!”
It really is a cool idea!
Cool- Jonas Brothers
Dear friends, in the memory of our dear Hélène I have decided to continue this challenge. I will post a new challenge on 12:00 am PST, every Monday morning.
You can write a post on your blog and create a ping back to link to the original post.
Write an original story, poem or a caption.
You have six days to respond to the Prompt.
I will try to reblog your response on my blog.
There is no limit to words or format but keep it family friendly.
I will do a round up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.
Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee
Does this picture inspires you to write something?
Image credit; Pinterest
Waiting eagerly for your responses.
Dylan Hughes is the host of first line Friday.
It is First Line Friday! Welcome and let’s get writing.
Your line for this week is:
A crack like a gunshot pierced the frozen air and the ice broke.
A crack like a gunshot pierced the frozen air and the ice broke. The skier looked apprehensively towards the peaks above her. All of her worst fears were confirmed. A huge plume of the snowy white stream was in the air and under it, hurling rapidly was the snow avalanche.
She zigged zagged trying to build up the speed and also to steer away from the path of the avalanche. The frozen lake lay directly ahead and she started praying that she would cross it before the surface of the lake was struck by the weight of the snow hurtling towards it. Who knew if it would hold or break under the weight of the tones of snow. Freezing to death in the water of the lake was even worse than being buried under an enormous amount of snow. She maneuvered herself towards the right bank of the lake and just made it out of the way of the snow, as the avalanche buried everything just to her left.
She was indeed very lucky to be alive to tell the story of her escape from the avalanche.
Paula is the host of Thursday Inspiration
Welcome to Thursday Inspiration!
This week’s theme is home and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “Home” recorded by Lene Lovich in 1978:
Home is where the heart is
Home is so remote
Home is just emotion
Sticking in my throat
Image credit to the Happy Color app.
Home is not a place, it’s a state of mind. One can have a cozy and comfortable home and yet not be happy there and a person can live in a small shack and be content. Some carry the image of a perfect home in their hearts, forever trying to bring it into reality. And when they sometimes attain that perfection, they find out that it’s not what they wanted. I feel that home is a metaphor for a place of ease and peace. Being home means to me a state of mind free from stress and worry. A place where I am me and there are no rules other than mine.
You open the door and shout, I’m home
Take off your shoes and shed the stress
Nothing is more welcoming than the scent of your own hearth
Patricia of Patricia’s place has changed the name of her weekly Prompt. Now in other words is;
Friday, 5 lines or less
Using the word shopping
Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
Shopping is a way to please when I am feeling sad or low
I buy gifts for friends and family thinking of the joy
Giving of these gifts will bring to them
But when I look at the credit card bills
I feel that this may bring others joy but only debt to me!
Shweta is the host of 6WSP
Prompt for Week #15 (December 7, 2019 – December 13, 2019)
Sometimes I pretend that I’m smart!