Cleaning up the streets.

I hate driving past those car dumps, where metal is mangled and piled high. An eyesore. This is my 100 word flash fiction story, hosted by Rochelle and runs until this Friday.

Photo: Jean L Hays

Photo: Jean L Hays

What to do with them? They hung about on street corners, lurked in car parks and by playgrounds. They’d consigned themselves to the garbage heap long before their time. Every day they expected to be pampered, but resented regulations. The neighbours and I couldn’t stand it – the screeches and hoots, like laughing hyenas.

We herded them into the field with other discarded things and handed out the spray cans.

“Get on with it. Make something of yourselves.”

Youthful resistance meant sneering at us. For a while.

Nowadays, the field is an open-air art studio.

As for the neighbourhood—quieter.

22 comments

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)'s avatar

    I think you have to deal with those cars…

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Recycle them!

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  2. Sandra's avatar

    Good idea. Don’t know what else they’re getting up to though.

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Plenty of mischief!

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  3. Dale's avatar

    Wonder how long it will keep them occupied?

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Probably not long enough.

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  4. ansumani's avatar

    Nice plan to channelize the youth’s energy! Nice story.

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Will it catch on – I’d like to think it would.

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  5. Vinay Leo R.'s avatar

    Wonder if they finished the cars and went to find similar art canvases elsewhere 🙂

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      That could be a problem, but there are plenty of rusting cars about.

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  6. Keith's Ramblings's avatar

    Hopefully they won’t move on to the local car park next!

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      They might get carried away.

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  7. rochellewisoff's avatar

    Dear Rae,

    That’s one way to channel their energy. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Youthful exuberance shouldn’t be wasted!

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  8. Rosey Pinkerton's avatar

    Must remember not to park my car to close to there!
    Rosey Pinkerton’s blog

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Best not 😉

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  9. Yolanda Renee's avatar

    Great idea, give the kids something to do, but it will only last for so long. Soon the towns building will look like graffiti! Truly lovely!

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Kids do have short attention spans 😦

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  10. GHLearner's avatar
    gahlearner · · Reply

    Great story. Looks like they found true value in their work. Hopefully the neighbourhood will acknowledge it for more than just the silence.

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      An award would be a good idea!

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  11. patrickprinsloo's avatar

    What a sensible solution. Ticks everyyone’s boxes

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    1. raesquiggles's avatar

      Important to check those boxes. Thank you.

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