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Six Sentence Stories: Beam




I'm joining in for the second time with Six Sentence Stories.  The prompt this week is "beam." 
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The two sisters, whispering in an unfamiliar tongue, stood apart from the rest of the children at recess time.  A lone, blonde-haired kindergartner approached, determined to transcend the language barrier.

"Corinne," said the kindergartner, pointing to herself.

"Svetlana," said one sister.

"Katya," said the other.

All three girls beamed, and a friendship began. 


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Thanks for the example of children.


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  1. I'm enjoying these posts very much. Your words have a musical quality.

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  2. Kristi, this is delightful and I dont use that word EVER! Its a great little story... thanks for linking up! This is truly soooo sweet... I love it!

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    1. Thank you. I've realized my writing is simple, but I'm enjoying using the prompts to tell true stories. It's a great way for me to document these little family histories.

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    2. I know editors that would kill to edit someone of such a concise style! Simple but conveys the point is pretty cool.

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  3. A wonderful story of friendship and childhood openness. The dialog makes it extra sweet.

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  4. So very sweet! A perfect connection <3

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    1. They remained good friends throughout the year. :-)

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    1. All three girls benefited from that friendship.

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  6. Ohhhh CUTE. And yes - no need for language at that age, in many ways. We could do with learning from them.

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    1. I agree that there is much to be learned from children.

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  7. Children often bond better that adults. They are a great example to us!

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  8. Well, I do use delightful and Ivy's right - this is just delightful. And it makes me sad because right now, little girls and friendship are not working anything like that in our world. Sigh.
    Well done story.

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    1. Oh, I'm sorry. Little girl friendships can be so complicated sometimes, too. I hope that things work out!

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  9. If grownups could only learn from children and animals. Great story.

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    1. Thanks. My daughter has always been a good example to me.

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