Write a story in 100-150 (+/- 25 ) words on the picture prompt given. Challenge hosted by Priceless Joy
Time just flies isn’t it? The day is etched so vividly in my memory. The first time I brought my son here when he was just a toddler of two. These steps and I together taught him to count numbers. We would jump on to each step and call out the number. My son was so fascinated and happy to be here and learn his numbers, that it became an everyday ritual for us. Addition, subtraction and different concepts, we learnt it all together! He fell in love with numbers and became adept at it. When he started school he was far ahead of the other boys and girls of his class. We continued this ritual without fail during his holidays.
Today many seasons later, he reached the pinnacle of his ascent, when he received the Fields Medal ( equivalent to Nobel) , for his outstanding contribution in the field of Mathematics. Standing here today, I am a proud father reminiscing nostalgic moments!
The group of trekkers had a long day at the jungle. As dusk was setting in, they were in a hurry to get back to the camp before night fall. They had heard chilling tales about trekkers becoming a feast for the hungry jungle beasts. As they were scurrying along the path, Matt slipped on the mossy boulder. With excruciating pain he wobbled along to the nearest stone and sat down. On examining his ankle, which had swollen considerably, his friends deduced that it was a fracture and there was no way he could walk back to the camp. His friends made him sit under a tree promising to get help, as night began to envelope the sky.