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More Than Just a Small, Red Sweater (Writing 101)

Today’s Prompt: A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene.

Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the perspective of the man, then the woman, and finally the old woman.

It was the first day summer, time to get some exercise.  I grabbed Lois by the hand and said let’s go enjoy the outdoors, take a walk through the park.  I always walk too fast for Lois, if it weren’t for my holding her hand she’d be way behind me.  I slow down and check out the scenery, what is everybody doing today, I wonder.  There are skateboarders racing up and down the ramps over at the skate park, I see others grilling hot dogs and burgers by the picnic tables, kids swimming in the lake along side the swans, ducks and even a few dogs fetching balls out of the water.  As we pass the refreshment stand I glance over, is she sitting there knitting the small, red sweater, she is.  My eyes fill with tears and I begin to cry…

Clark and I strolled through the park on a most glorious day.  The sun was shining, birds were chirping, there was a slight hint of lilac in the soft summer breeze.  Clark held my hand with his strong grip, I always felt so safe with him, so protected.  I could see the beautiful small lake in the middle of the park with benches going all the way around it.  Everyone had a front row view to the swans, ducks and geese that would frolic in the water.  I saw her sitting on the bench near the refreshment stand, all alone knitting a small, red sweater.  I remember when she first started it, I wondered what she would create with that vibrant red yarn.  As I glanced at Clark I noticed he too was watching her, his eyes filled with tears and then he began to cry…

Alright Martha where are your knitting needles, yarns and basket, silly me I can never remember where I put them last.  I want to go to the park and work on that small, red sweater some more.  It’s so beautiful out, I love the activity going on around me as I knit, it’s peaceful and comforting sitting there.  Funny how I always refer to myself by name when I am looking for something.  Oh here they are…ok let’s go.  I hope I get my usual bench near the refreshment stand where the ladies room is.  I love the smell of the popcorn and the fried dough and of course I must get myself a little treat while I’m there.  Oh super my bench is vacant, quick let’s sit down and knit.  Ahhh, there’s something about the first day of a new season, it’s special, like a fresh start, a new beginning.  Just like this small, red sweater, it’s for someone very special.  Hmmm, the arms are always the hardest part to do, but I’ve learned that new trick for attaching them so that will help when putting these pieces together.  All these people out and about, I wonder if they will be here today?  Oh look, there they are…Lois…Clark…come here.

Oh Clark, why are you crying my son?  Every time you see me knitting this small, red sweater for your soon to be newborn son, you cry!  Do you think he will have your super powers?  That is, afterall, why I am knitting a RED sweater…  😉


Red yarn and needles