Thursday, February 19, 2009

Writers Workshop: C is for Cookie

In honor of Mamma Kat's Writer's Workshop I am taking on Prompt #5: "Write about something mean you did to a sibling growing up". Being the youngest of two, it was my older sister who did things to me— so I turned it around a bit. Now— if only I could recall my far distant childhood enough to come up with a good one…

Being that my sister is five years older than I there really wasn't that "sibling rivalry" that you often see— but I hear that it is a given that older siblings will always do something to the younger one. Granted, my sister used to pin me down and tickle me until I nearly passed out once— but I think that there is one story that is particularly amusing.

Author's Note: This is my recollection of my sisters re-telling of this story— I don't exactly remember the events portrayed… not that they were traumatic— I just don't remember them (perhaps the Aliens took that memory from me for entertainment purposes).

Once when I was little I saw my sister eating a cookie. Not wanting to be left out I begged her to give me a cookie. I can just hear me… "give me a cookie, give me a cookie, give me a cookie…". Being the older sibling, she couldn't just give me a cookie— she had to make it extra special. So… she laced a cookie with Tabasco sauce and gave me the cookie.

I must have grabbed the cookie and shoved the whole thing in my mouth. I'm sure my look of satisfaction for getting the cookie quickly turned to horror as I felt my mouth burning up. I then proceeded to run around screaming "hot, hot, hot…" who knows how long that went on… or if she offered me something to drink and I refused… or if I went around wiping my tongue with my hands… or something else.

Interestingly I now love hot foods and can't get enough of them— so I guess I should thank my sister for exposing me to Tabasco so early in my childhood to prepare me for more spicy food ahead.


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