Object Writing Page 9 – Chores

I must have been 10 the first time I had a vacuum cleaner shoved into my face. “It’s your turn to vacuum.”, my younger sister said to me smiling ear to ear. The vacuum was huge and it’s power cord had chew marks all over it. When it powered down, a large cloud of smoke smelling of burnt toast always filled my grandmother’s 3 bedroom home. Old reliable had been in the family longer than I was but still was expected to perform like the good ole days. I notice her smile got bigger when I grabbed the power cord to plug it in to complete my final chore for the day. “Is there anything I should know?”, I ask my younger sister while hovering the power cord over the wall socket. All she does is cover her mouth in excitement. I get frustrated of her games and throw the cord into the wall. The vacuum’s roar fills the front room along with this huge gray cloud of thick smoke. While I’m fanning the smoke away…

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Published by Katrellis Lawson Sr.

An Artist/Jack of all Trades, master of none with the willingness to learn more.

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