Friday, May 16, 2014

The Return of the Black Sheep

Copyright Sandra Crook
Seeing the farm again dredged up memories within the recesses of my mind.  Incidents, from days gone by, now entrenched in popular culture.  I can’t deny the impact of being lost and left alone.  She may have found it a joke but it was terrifying.  Even now I wake up in the middle of night as if someone is tacking a tail to me.


They called me a black sheep for leaving but the truth is that I could never be a part of the herd.   In my BMW I wonder how Little Bo Peep will react to my return.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100



I wasn't sure if I had the time to bleat a story this week but I am sure you've herd that before.  Looking at the photo I realised that sometimes even Black Sheep can transform their lives.
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  1. Russell10:03 am

    Sometimes the black sheep are the more desireable ones. Glad you found time to get a story in.

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    1. Subroto6:43 am

      Thanks Russell I guess you are correct, after all Baa Baa has three bags of wool which he is ready to put up on eBay.

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  2. Unknown3:59 am

    She will be delighted, believe me.

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    1. Subroto6:40 am

      Thanks for reading Patrick. I hope you are correct and she is not like Mary who as we all know can be quite contrary.

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  3. Anonymous6:37 am

    Thanks for the link to the full nursery rhyme - I never knew how it ended.
    I'm sure she'll be pleased at the return, and hopefully the night-waking will improve.

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    1. Subroto7:07 am

      Thanks for reading and commenting Sarah. Yep I hope it works out for them and if you also wanted to know about Humpty Dumpty I can tell you all the king's horses and all the king's men
      Couldn't put Humpty together again.

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  4. Alice Audrey1:06 pm

    There's nothing like a black sheep made good to capture a maiden's heart. Just don't let her size you for the stew-pot.

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    1. Subroto5:13 pm

      Thanks for reading and commenting Alice. I agree with you. We all know about Mary who had a little lamb and then asked for seconds.

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  5. Anonymous8:36 am

    Thanks for attaching the link to the rhyme - first because I'd forgotten how it went, second it made your story quiet clear. Lovely interpretation.

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    1. Subroto2:36 am

      Thanks Alicia, glad you liked it.

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  6. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields8:57 am

    Dear Subroto,

    I suppose Bo Peep left him alone so he came home wagging his tale behind him. (Yes, I meant to spell it that way.) I love stories that put a different spin on a fairy tale or nursery rhyme.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Subroto2:39 am

      Thanks Rochelle, I guess he has plenty of tales to tell :-)

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  7. P.S. Joshi2:13 am

    Subroto, Good and well-written story. Thanks for the link to the whole nursery rhyme and the short history of the rhymes. I guess future book publishers thought the full rhyme with the tails being cut off and left to dry was a little too realistic for young children. I've never heard the whole rhyme before. Well done. : ) ---Susan

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    1. Subroto7:11 am

      Thanks Susan. The truth is that Mother Goose rhymes have been fairly sanitised over the years, if we were to read the originals there would be more nightmares than sweet dreams :-)

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