Photo by: Ronda Del Boccio
Evan was starting to regret bringing Julian to the museum. The boy just couldn’t relate. He pointed to a display of plants, “Julian, look! That’s grass.”
Julian squinted. “Is that an herb?”
“No! It used to grow everywhere. People used to walk on it or sit on it and read books.”
“Sit on it? Dad, that makes no sense.”
“It’s true. We played games on it too.”
Julian turned to his friend, Tyler, beside him. “It’s grass. My Dad says people sat on it.” He rolled his eyes.
Tyler shook his head. “It’s a shame when parents start going senile.”
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2018/08/08/10-august-2018/
Author’s Notes:
Lyrics from Emerson, Lake, and Palmer’s “Karn Evil 9”
There behind a glass
Stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass
Move along! Move along
EagleAye
Momus News 
He’s wrong. It’s called “weed.” People used to smoke it. 😀
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Haha! I don’t think Julian would take that any better. 😉
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Parents and their wild stories, they’re an embarrassment. I laughed out loud, great fun.
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I know they always come up with crazy stuff. Pshaw! 😉 Thanks so much!
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There are a lot of things we take for granted that future generations will probably roll there eyes at. Good one.
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I can just see it now. Kids will say, “How did people lose their phone if it’s surgically implanted? That’s so weird!” 😉 Thanks kindly! 🙂
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As for going senile, it’s not so bad. My kids say I’m transitioning nicely.
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Haha! I got a certificate that says I’m doing good too. I just can’t remember where I put it. 😉
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Tyler and Julian are probably going to laugh their asses off if Evan ever tells them that people used to let this grass grow, then cut it and throw away what they cut off, then let it grow again, then cut it and throw away the cup-off ends again, and again, and again, every couple of weeks for half the year, every year.
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I know! Their heads would probably explode.
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It must be pretty bad if not even grass can survive.
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I’d agree, but some folks claim there’s a silver lining. They made record profits this year. *eyes roll* 😉
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That was both sad and funny. Give those two a rotary phone and a cassette player w/cassette. Laugh now, monklings~!
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Haha! Or take away their GPS, give them an address and a map. Now go find the place!
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I enjoyed the way you turned the story from being about grass to being about the embarrassment caused by parents. The accuracy of tone and words in your last line made me laugh out loud – you hit that dead centre!
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Awesome. I love it when the story works and it gets a laugh. Thanks so much, Penny! 🙂
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Haha! With global warming, who knows what will only be fragmented history. My grandson thinks I am senile… phones in boxes the size of a London flat indeed. 😂😄😘
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I know. I didn’t believe a lot of what my Dad told me. Now nobody believes me. Though, sometimes that’s a blessing. 😉 Thanks much! 🙂
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I heard there were also big tall things with greenery at the top on big wooden stalks. Madness.
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Oh sure, and next you’ll say some grew hundreds of feet tall. C’mon! 😉
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Ha! So true to life, and yet I hope this will never be.
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Me too. Long as nobody laughs at me in a plant museum, they can laugh all they like. 😉 Thanks much!
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Dear Eric,
And cows used to eat it? Really, dad. Thanks for the ‘gentle’ slap in the face. Well done. Love the last line.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I can hear them now. What did you need cows for when you can buy your vat-grown meat at the lab? *Sigh* Glad you liked the finish. Thanks Rochelle!
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Let’s hope it never comes to having to look at grass only in a museum display. Good story.
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I’m with you! 😉 Thanks kindly! 🙂
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After a hot summer like this one, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if grass disappeared!
Click to visit Keith’s Ramblings!
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Mine is certainly turning yellow. Can’t seem to water it enough.
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Yeah, next they’ll start claiming they used to eat stuff coming out of the ground.
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I know! Please, that’s just pure fantasy. Old folks just love their “mythology.”
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Ouch – pretty scary future if it has no grass !
Nice fiction
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I think it’s terrifying. If grass didn’t survive, that suggests most everything else didn’t too. Yikes! 😉 Thanks much!
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You are so right – and side note – another reason we now prefer grass-fed 🥩 beef is because it has b- vitamins and all these extra nutrients from the grass diet – In contrast – 🌽 corn-fed diets are missing nutrients and might even have dangerous gmo and other stuff – like
Mold
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I’m with Granonine. I don’t want to have to go to a special place to view grass. Mine is freshly mowed and looks wonderful because it rained today.
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Me too. And there’s nothing quite like the smell of freshly mowed grass is there?
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Next thing you know Dad will be reminiscing about smoking grass, but it wasn’t really grass, more of a weed. Parents 🙄
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Parents are so difficult to figure out. First sitting on it, then smoking it. What next? Letting animals eat it? 😉
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Great plot.
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Thank you kindly!
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The last line made me laugh out loud. Nicely done.
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Hehe. I love sharing laughs. Glad you found one. Thanks so much! 🙂
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