Hands moving quickly,
My finger pokes my right eye.
Now I feel stupid.
This is a true story, unfortunately. I don't quite remember what grade it was 7th or 8th. I was presenting a project about Greek mythology and in my nervous stammer I made the mistake. I poked it hard, too. It wasn't a light poke, oh no! My eye not only watered for several minutes but it was sore for 2 whole days. Thanks for reading.
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Let me be honest. I am finding this difficult. Now, I like a challenge, a stretch, a bit of an obstacle course. “Write about the decline of the British Empire in the form of a narrative poem in which your protagonist is an artichoke” I read, and flex my fingers. “Write a haiku to evoke the sensation of sibilance using only the first half of the alphabet.” “Well”, I think to myself, “this should be fun.” But “write about a system that isn’t working”? A system that isn’t working? Now? In 2026? ONE system? My favourite system that isn’t working? The sexiest system that isn’t working? The one giving me the most angst day to day? The one giving me the most existential dread? I am, as I say, finding this difficult. I will own that I have contemplated writing a thousand words on why the steady “all on” setting on my fairy lights is the EIGHTH of seven options which must be sequentially activated to get there, because that is a system that some fool came up with and it definitely doesn’t work, and now who is paying the price, eh? But how can I write about my fairy lights when…. When…. When….
By Hannah Moore7 days ago in Humans
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Ouch! YOU must have really nailed yourself!
you muppet 🤷♀️🥰
Ouch!!
Oh no!!! My eye hurts from the sheer thought!!! Well done!!! Loved it💕❤️❤️
Hahaha 😂 oops 😖 👆👁️
I got Vicks Vapour rub on my eye when I was a child. That HURT!
Yikes! Yeah, that may have been the days when we learned to just "shake it off." No first aid. No medical attention. Not dying? Get on with it. If we were actually dying, we might get a bandaid or children's aspirin. Is this your entry for the Senryu challenge?
Omggg sore for 2 days! That must have been one hell of a poke!