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Welcome to Tuesday ... Welcome to Tuesday Tales ...

Time for a new story. This one has no title, yet, and has been on the back burner for a few years now. I think I posted one or two excerpts, but I felt lost in the story at some stage, so hopefully with prompts and some feedback I might finish it.

Today's prompt is SWALLOW

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Placing the photo back into the diary I over carefully turned the pages. After all, this little book was almost twice as old as me. Then the name “Konrad” jumped out at me. Grandpa! I swallowed hard. It had to be him I thought. I blessed mum’s heart for teaching me the old German alphabet, Fraktur, which made the reading so much easier. I traced each line with my finger and within seconds I was completely engulfed in Grandma’s story.

“I received word from Konrad today. Finally the postman had a letter for me. I was hardly able to open the envelope my hands were shaking so much. It was wonderful to hear from him, but he’s doing it tough. He’s in Greece and it must be a beautiful place. They travelled through the Austrian Alps to get there. The way he described the mountains, the snow-capped peaks reflecting the sun, towering over him, it made him feel humble. The children loved hearing from him and him describing the scenery. They miss him. And so do I.”

Well, at least I think that’s what it says. I’m a bit rusty on the old German. But I’m sure my uncle Georg might be able to help me out. Only one more week until I will start my journey to where it all began.

Anyway, my name is Sadie. Yes, please spare me the old John Farnham tune, I’ve had it most of my life. Oh, don’t get me wrong, nothing bad about John Farnham, after all, he’s “The Voice”, right? But the Sadie comment does get a bit tiring!

So, Mum died a few weeks back and now I’m stuck on this massive airplane with Grandma’s diary in my bag. It’s kind of weird snooping in Grandma’s deepest thoughts and feelings, but in a way it’s fascinating going back in history. Hey, but not only going back in history, but also to a different continent. Mum was born in Germany, but left in her twenties and came to Australia. Quite a journey those days, and she’d told me a lot about it. Kind of scary actually to just leave everything behind. I mean, after all there was no internet or the chance to quickly call home to say Hey everyone I’ve arrived and settled in this super tiny town of Beauty Creek. No those days you had to write the old fashioned letters and wait a couple of months for a reply.



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12 comments:

  1. This sounds really interesting. Looking forward to more.

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    1. Thank you, Susanne. Glad you like it.

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  2. Great historical journey. Fascinating story!

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    1. thanks Jean for your lovely words. Glad you like the story.

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  3. What an interesting situation for her to be in! Love the set up if her tracing the past and the name Sadie.

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    1. thanks Flossie. Glad you like it.

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  4. Sounds like there will be a lot of self-discovery in this story. Reminds me of a pilot of for a show I just watched, Heartland. A teenage girl has to sort out her life after her mother is killed in a car accident.

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    1. I heard about Heartland. I suppose I'd better watch it one day! Thanks Joselyn.

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  5. What a powerful sounding story this will be!

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    1. Oh wow, Vicki. The pressure is on now. I hope I won't disappoint.

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  6. You had me hooked on this story the moment the grandmother's old diary was mentioned. Loving it still!

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    1. Hi Trisha - glad you're still liking it. Thank you.

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