The Keep Writing Challenge for the day was to write a 180-word story using the prompt "batch." The word has always appealed to me for its unusual sound, so I chose to use the sound to the word as the focus of the story instead of writing about its meaning.
House Cleaning Day
My mom! She gave her batch of five a childhood without
match! Jobs had to be done (houses don’t care for themselves, you know.) Kids have
to be raised. Family unity has to be
built. And my mom was VERY resourceful!
So on cleaning day, Mom’d bake cookies. But cookies were never just cookies! No! There was always a catch!
“Johnny, repair the backdoor latch. Good job! You want a cookie?
Don’t snatch!”
“Marie, sort the socks. No mismatch now! Here, catch!”
My baseball-loving sister would snag the high-fly, and eat
her catch.
“Arnold, go comb that messy thatch.”
Well, look at “Pig Pen” - neat as can be!
Now - snacks “down the hatch” with dispatch!
Twins Jax and Max, fresh out of their sacks, with
work-ethics lax, tried to sneak behind backs for their cleaning-day snacks.
“Hey, John,” Mom would call. “You’re a dad, not a batch;
duties attach!”
Flashing a knowing smile, Dad’d crook his finger at the
twins, “Come earn those snacks, boys.”
Mom gave us a childhood without match!
Did we love cleaning day? Natch!
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