Last weeks “Knock, Knock writing challenge” was a big success. OK maybe not a big success when compared to other challenges, but it was a big success for my little blog. I enjoyed reading all the posts and it made me wonder how many more treasures we have hidden in our archives.
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We went to the circus when I was a kid and I loved it. I loved everything about it. The smell, the horses, the acrobats and the clown who made me laugh so hard. Then, later on, when I grew up I refused to go to the circus…any circus. I feel that animals, small and big, shouldn’t be held in a cage for our amusement. I don’t go to a zoo and for sure not to a circus. I don’t want to see animals being held in captivity, it’s as simple as that.
Even after so many years, I still remember one assignment in school. Our teacher gave us each a different postcard of a famous painting and we, the chosen ones, were suppose to write an essay about it. I was not a happy camper. “Why did I get such a boring piece?” The painting was “Der arme poet/The poor poet” by Carl Spitzweg and I just starred at it.
Last weeks writing challenge was up to a slow start, but two people participated and both posts were great:




