“I’ve discovered something today,” said Mr Neil.
Discoveries are not made everyday.
“I’m allergic to teaching.”
I hope you’re not a teacher, Mr. Neil.
“I am a teacher.”
Oh no. So Mr. Neil is a teacher who is allergic to teaching. Poor students.
“Poor me. I’m a teacher and allergic to teaching.”
Nobody has sympathy for Mr. Neil. They have sympathy for the students.
“But I need no sympathy. Summer break starts today. Two whole months.”
That’s a little bit of a relief. If there’s a time to discover that you are allergic to teaching, best do it at the end of the year.
What we need to know is; will Mr. Neil be allergic to teaching in two months time?
“I won’t be allergic to teaching in two months time.”
This isn’t sounding too bad.
“By then, I’ll be itching. I’ll be wishing for the holiday to end.”
So the allergy is temporary.
“I do love this job, but not today. Today I’m going to fly away on an aeroplane.”
But this year, nobody is flying away on an aeroplane. Not in 2020. Not while there are still concerns about our global pandemic.
“I can dream.”
Yes, because we are doing what we all need to do. We are always looking elsewhere; when we should be looking at where we are at the moment. It is time to appreciate our own surroundings because our own surroundings are our home.
“I just need to take my eyes off the screen. I need to turn off those notifications. Take some walks. I’m happy with that right now. I will travel another day and enjoy it more than I would have done than if I’d gone this year.”
That’s the spirit Mr. Neil.
“I just need a break from the screen.”
Is there anything else on the agenda?
“Yes, I have a few plans.”
Anything in particular?
“Stories, I’m going to write lots of stories.”
Thank you for reading. Written as a freewrite, prompts by 
Let’s hope for lots of stories. I am also challenging myself to write and record a read aloud the same evening as the prompt is published.
