It’s another Saturday! How’s everyone’s weekend so far? Relaxing? Today’s prompt is…
Write about what you see as one of your best qualities.
Hehe…conceited, I know, but here we go!
A small thought crept into her mind…in the shape of a laugh. What shape is a laugh you ask? Warm, fluffy, and rainbows colored; laughs came in lots of shapes. Sometimes they have more silver to them…sometimes more gold.
Ava’s mind was of two different shades…yellow and bubbly her agreeable side appeared–the side she called Ava. The other shade was a rich dark purple–the side she called Ava-Marie. The purple side was full of drama, anger, and something close to teenage rebellion. The yellow was full of laughter, smiles, and compliments.
Only one thing over lapped both sides. That one thing was called humor. It was the small thought that came whether she was using her Ava Marie side, or her Ava side. Either way, Ava could make most people laugh with her humor. She was good at breaking up seriousness with levity, and making someone laugh through their tears.
Ava brushed the hair behind her ear and grinned. She was facing her younger sister.
“Please no,” her younger sister’s eyebrows rose.
“Fine,” Ava’s brow wrinkled in concentration.
“Did I tell you about yesterday?” Lucy asked. Ava shook her head. “Well, can you believe it? Katy stole my hamburger while I went to get soda.”
“Really?” Ava asked, her ears pricked.
“Yeah, and when I asked for it back she said I hadn’t even noticed at first. Of course I had,” Lucy rolled her eyes.
“Noticed that she asked?” Ava giggled.
“No, noticed that it was gone.”
“But it obviously wasn’t gone because Katy had it. You must have been deceived.”
“I don’t find you funny,” Lucy frowned.
“You don’t have to,” Ava laughed at herself. Ava moved on, walking into the kitchen. She picked up a hot cookie and yelped as it burned her.
“Are you all right?” her younger brother asked.
“That hurt a good deal,” Ava replied, her brow drawn together as her tone turned to a deep Scottish brogue.
“What ever,” her brother rolled his eyes.
Later, when her older brother was reading a farm book to their younger sister, Ava heard him go “Cah-caw!”
Assuming a Southern drawl, she said, “And I thought Dan was bad.” That brought a round of laughter from all her siblings.
Yep! I find my humor to be one of my best qualities. I enjoy it (thought I think I’m the only one that does). Sometimes, though, it gets outta hand. Anyone else been accused of levity?
What is one of you better qualities? What would you describe humor as? Are you bubbly or dramatic? Are you enjoying your weekend?
P.S. Oh, and check out Sam’s part of LLIL here.
P.P.S. Check out this interview of me on Anna’s blog here. Thanks so much, Anna, for doing this!