Beautiful banana palms…
Shirley Belk’s, “I Bet You Were Cute as a Child!” unofficial DRABBLE challenge
Please may I leave the table?
I ask, baby blue eyes wide, guileless.
Yes, when you’ve eaten all your food!
I grumpily toss my golden curls, glaring at my plate. No way will I eat this for breakfast! Not rubbery tripe swimming in a pool of crunchy onion, white sauce! Sneakily, fork piled high with yummy potato, remaining mess thinly spread across the plate and hidden under my cutlery, I repeat my request.
After this forkful, can I leave the table?
Yes,
comes the terse permission.
Cheeks bulging, I sprint to the bathroom window and spit into waiting banana trees.
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A/N: Thankfully, we lived in a high block house with benevolent banana palms growing outside the bathroom window! Handy solution for disposing of a detestable dish!
Desperate times, sneaky strategies!
My first ever Drabble, written for the challenge below:
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