The focus of my life has always been on children’s learning and development, whether at home as a parent or in the classroom as a teacher. I believe in the importance of play, curiosity and fun.
Now that my own children are grown and I am no longer in the classroom, my focus remains on children as I prepare lessons that focus on learning and support teachers teaching for my website readilearn and write stories in the hope they will be published in the future as picture books.
In the meantime, I enjoy writing 99 words in response to the weekly flash fiction prompts at the Carrot Ranch. Not always, but often, my stories reflect my focus on children as they play, develop and learn.
Last week, when writers were challenged by Charli Mills to write about dressing up, I combined it with a playful ‘dare’ from D. Avery at Shift and Shake that she would do anything I would. In response, I had D. and me dressing up appropriately to ride a zipline from the US to Australia, just like a couple of preschoolers dressing up and having fun in their imaginations.

This week Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that rephrases “light at the end of the tunnel.” Think of how the cliche replacement communicates a hopeful ending and aligns with your character or story. Go where the prompt leads!
I thought this prompt provided the perfect opportunity for a sequel to Norah and D.’s zipline story, especially as Charli said she’d like to come too. For that to happen, they had to go back and accompany her. (Please think of them as children in the playground, just coincidentally with names of writers you know.) Some suggested the zipline would be too dangerous for children, but it couldn’t be used to return north because ziplines work with gravity. (That’s a down under joke.)
I hope you enjoy this sequel and see its underlying message about the importance of the support and encouragement we receive from friends.
With a Little Help from My Friends
“Whatcha doing?”
“Digging.”
“Can I help?”
“Sure.”
The two girls dug side by side. Then D. broke the silence, “What’re we digging?”
“A tunnel.”
“Why?”
“Charli wants to come down too. We can’t use the zipline anymore. Anyways, going through a tunnel’s quicker’n going round.”
“Looks jes like a hole to me.”
“Tunnels always start as holes.”
They continued digging. The pile of dirt grew higher as the hole got deeper.
“Look. We can stand in it now,” said Norah.
“How will we know when we get there?”
“Easy. Charli’s waiting, holding a light to show us the way.”

Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.
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You two are so cute with your running stories. I love the commitment and love that your stories represent for Charli and Carrot Ranch.
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I’m pleased you enjoyed them, Marsha. I’m not sure how much longer they’ll run for. 🙂
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Well, another will start. D. is like an instant storyteller, I think. I asked her to be on Story Chat, and she told me how busy she was and it seemed like a few minutes later she delivers this amazing short story. I’m in awe!
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Norah, D, and Charli – you’re all brilliant lights to guide us – Thank you!
Fun about the holes, tunnels and carrots!!
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Thanks, Jules. I’m pleased you enjoyed the story.
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Lovely flash, Norah! So Charli’s prompt is the light that leads us along the tunnel of our subconscious! Spot on! I agree, Norah. We can go it alone but it’s so much more fun and fulfilling of we can share our journey.
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Thank you, Luccia. I love your comment. Thank you. It is more fun if we can share our journey.
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You might have thought of this already, but I think the two of you (you and D) should make this a regular installment either on your blog(s) or at the Ranch. This is really fun!
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I’m pleased you are enjoying it, Goldie. I’m not sure that I have D.’s stamina to keep it going. We’ll have to wait for Charli’s prompts.
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Well this just warmed my heart. What a delightful sequel.
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I’m pleased you enjoyed it, Jennie. I had fun writing it.
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😀
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nice job with the flash fiction, Norah. seems like you had fun with the prompt…
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Thank you, Jim. I did!
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Is that your rump? Very clever story — liked how you worked a child into it full of innocent questions. Fun!
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🤣 Not my rump!
Thank you for your lovely comment, Patricia.
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Sweet post Norah. As they say, it takes a village. 🙂
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Thanks, Debby. It sure does.
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I don’t know why your tunnel story reminded me of an American sitcom “Hogan’s Heroes”. There the heroes were the prisoners whose war mission was to sabotage the German war efforts – often with hilarious results. But what made me think of it was the tunnel your building back to America. The prisoners had dug an extensive tunnel system that lead them all over the camp and out of it. So I guess, building a tunnel from Australia to America may not be that far fetched after all. 🙂
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Should be easy now with all the additional technology we have. I just hope the Earth doesn’t cave in. It might be like honeycomb in there. 😂
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Well, if it’s like a honeycomb, I’d like it to come with honey as well – sweetness to help us dig. 🙂
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What a great idea. Thanks, Kate. I rather like honey.
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I love the encouragement that we all need a little help from our friends! It’s true on the playground and as adults in life. Ha! Looks like we’ll be stuck down under and will need an anti-gravity source of fun to get back to the northern hemisphere. You still provide learning and fun for others, Norah!
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At least falling through the tunnel won’t require a lot of effort and should be fun, Charli. Please don’t land with a bump though. You might hurt yourself. Perhaps I need to put something soft at the base.
Robbie wants to join us on the next ‘flight’.
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“Tunnels always start as holes.”
What a great line and so full of wisdom! I love that! A fun flash, Norah.
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Thank you, Diana. I’m not sure about wisdom, but truth anyway. 🤣
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How clever. Well done!!
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Thank you, Darlene.
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You are fun, Norah. Lovely story.
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Thanks, Jacqui. 🙂
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A lovely playful sequel, Norah. Reminds me how when we were kids we used to dig tunnels that would take us to Australia!
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Thank you, Anne. I think we did the same, only in the reverse order. I have a picture book from years ago called ‘Digging into China’ which does the same thing.
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I love this, Norah, a great sequel. Somehow tunnels always make me thing of the famous book, The Count of Monte Cristo. I don’t know why but the creepiness of his life in the prison always comes back to me when I think of tunnels.
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Thank you, Robbie. While I have heard of the Count of Monte Cristo, I have to say that I know nothing about him and wouldn’t have thought to associate him with tunnels. Thanks for that titbit of information.
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I love the song by that title.
sweet post, Norah.
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Thank you, Angela.
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🙂
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Here’s more details on how we did it, in 99 words.
Norah calculated that they could tunnel to a place called Carrot Ranch.
“Is it a real ranch?” D. asked.
“As real a place as you can imagine.”
“Norah? We zipped to Down Under. Are we digging to Up Over?”
Digging with D. was a long haul. Then—
“We’re there! So here we are.”
And sure enough, there were carrots like orange stalactites.
“Norah, would these carrots be stalagmites Down Under?”
A carrot shimmied and shook and was pulled up through the ground! Through the hole where the carrot had been the girls could see Charli, standing in the light.
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D. This is brilliant. Thank you so much for taking my story and running with it. (I seem to recall your doing something similar previously also.) It kinda proves my point about the support and encouragement of friends.
I love the carrot stalactites, and the stalagmites conundrum.
But what I love most of all, is that Charli was there to release us with the release of a carrot. Just brilliant.
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It’s fun to run with you and the story that’s just begun. Couldn’t/wouldn’t do it without you.
And you know that carrot is going to get passed around. Sharing is caring. Thank you, Buddy.
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Sharing is what makes the caring go round. 🙂
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I was a hole digger as a kid. Tunnels. Yeah, we got this.
I’m thrilled we’re going back for Charli that she might join us in our adventures.
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Thanks, D. I’m pleased you didn’t mind that I roped you in again. 🙂
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