I'm linking up again with Six Sentence Stories. This week's prompt is "resolve." Being brave takes great resolve, as demonstrated by my daughter in this story, based on fact:
Everything had been so much fun, until she fell from the shoulders of the "tween" girl and hit the dirt ground, face first. Suddenly, the church campout was over for her family, and she found herself involuntarily in the car on the way to the emergency room.
"Mommy, my mouth hurts," she stoically stated, for she had vowed to herself not to cry.
"I know, honey, and it will probably hurt for a day or two, but then will feel better," said the mom, wondering if stitches would be required to staunch the flow of blood.
As nurses flushed out the little girl's mouth with water, and dirt and gravel came out, the mom suddenly realized what a trooper her daughter was.
Without the foreign objects embedded in her gums, the girl could report, "Mommy, my mouth feels better now!"
Thanks for strong children.