In this post, we'll provide the prompt for the coming week.
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Thank you to all who participated in last week's prompt : Soul food.
Highlighting @marriot5464, with the story:
I lay there on my thin mattress, scrolling through my phone. It was as if the Facebook algorithm had heard the rumblings in my stomach as all I saw as I scrolled through Facebook were just pictures of food.
Curator's comment :
What a delightful story @marriot5464 offers in response to the Soul Food prompt. He is hungry. We feel his hunger and his fatigue with the usual offerings that exist in his cabinet: noodles. He needs food, and daydreams about his mother's cooking. A package arrives. It can't be for him, surely. But yes, it is. His Aunty has sent him food! The very dish that has filled his daydreams. A neighbor knocks on the door. Another hungry soul. Together the two dig in. If ever we were hungry, or craved a special dish, we can feel it in the moment marriot5464 creates.
Highlighting @blaqbarbie, with the story:
I couldn't believe my ears. They talked about how it was unbelievable that he ended up with me, and at one point, his mother called him a "rat." After hearing that conversation, I couldn't remain the same around his family anymore. I always felt uncomfortable, forcing a smile to conceal my true feelings. It was hard to shake the thought that if they could feel that way towards their son, then who was I?
Curator's comment :
A well written piece as usual from BB.
Highlighting @fashtioluwa, with the story:
"No, in the dream. I saw a man putting on a black robe; he was chasing me inside the kitchen, and I was running. It was just the two of us in the kitchen, and there was no door to run out. I was running round and round until he caught up to me; he held me down, and I couldn't do anything." I stopped to look at my dad, and he asked me to continue assuring me I had nothing to fear again since he was there with me. His words alone gave me the courage I needed.
Curator's comment :
fashtioluwa delivers an intense CNF that is perfectly paced and skilfully driven. F pulls us into his nightmares and gives us a glimpse of his shadowy figure on the edge of a precipice overlooking the abyss. Fortunately, F’s father pulls him back for us all to witness the resonance of reason: soul food. Stunning!
Highlighting @zerah, with the story:
I could have talked about that particular soup my mum makes for me every time that gets me in that good mood. It's like a soul ritual. It does its magic without asking. But I have this urge to tell you about someone, Mrs Adejo (not real name), who didn't just feed my body with food but also fed my spirit.
Curator's comment :
@zerah describes how her soul was nourished when a warm and empathic boss helped her to regain her self-confidence after she had struggled with a feeling of helplessness generated by the lack of experience of a job she was starting.
@zerah gives good descriptions, shows us the work environment with good sentences and allows us to get close to her feelings in this CNF.
Highlighting @nancybriti1, with the story:
I was about 7 years old and I didn't like to eat. It wasn't that I didn't like a particular kind of food, it was just that I was lazy to eat and I got full quickly. It could take me hours to eat and if I didn't like something, like stews or soups, if I ate the first bite, I would gag and cry for my grandmother to give me the food as if I were a baby.
Curator's comment :
nancybriti1 writes a charming CNF about how as a child she disliked eating. She got full easily and never wanted much food. Plus she was "lazy" and didn't want to put in all the effort to feed herself. So when her parents and grandmother weren't watching she would throw her food on the roof. Then one day a rainstorm came and washed all the food off the roof and she was busted.
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