Writers Workshop

The Prompts:

1.) The Police said it best when they said, “Every breath you take/And every move you make/Every bond you break, every step you take/I’ll be watching you”. Write about a time you believed someone was watching you.
2.) If you had the opportunity to throw a dream party for your closest family and friends, describe what that would look like.
3.) Opinion post:Write about how you feel about cussing in blog land? Acceptable? Unacceptable? Do you keep reading?
4.) Write a poem about your childhood to the beat of a Jump Rope rhyme. Example here.

5.) I sometimes laugh when I’m uncomfortable…or being yelled…or in church…or at a funeral. Write about a time when you laughed at an inappropriate time.

Mr BankerChick and I were attending a funeral of a relative by marriage. I did not know the deceased, but did know the family. When we arrived at the funeral home and were seated, in the back thank goodness, we noticed that room was set up where the coffin was on a dias behind a curtain. I was newly married and living in a new community, and actually had not attended many funerals in my life, so I was trying to maintain a degree of solemnness and I was not really "feeling it"  I  told Mr BC that it looked like we were attending a play with the deceased in the starring role.

The music raises we settle back and SWOOSH the curtains open and there he was. I still maintain that he was sitting up in the coffin, Mr BC says he was raised up a little more than usual.  Either way, I was startled and started to giggle,  Mr BC shushes me grinning. I reach for a tissue, trying but failing, to suppress the giggles. Every time we would look at each other we start over.  I finally got up and stepped into the LOBBY. I am not sure if anyone other than Mr BankerChick's mom saw our reactions. But I always think of this as a time that I laughed 'til I cried.