The sun was starting to set and Lisette needed to get home. She knew she would never make it before dark if she went her normal route, so she decided to take a short cut through the wheat field. As she walked she wondered what she was going to do in the next few months. Her one friend was getting married and moving away. Another friend was moving away due to a job transfer, and Lisette’s job was closing its doors at the end of the month. What was she going to do?
She had moved into an apartment, thinking she would feel a surge of independence, with not being at home anymore. Instead she was often lonely and the bills in her mailbox did nothing to boost her joy about being independent. Why had she been in such a hurry to grow up again?
Lisette sighed, as she looked at the sky, wishing for some magical writing to appear, telling her what to do.
Her foot kicked something, and she heard a ringing sound. What was it? She bent down to look and picked up a cowbell. Hmm…she wondered where it came from. The farmer who owned these fields didn’t have any animals, he just planted wheat.
It looked pretty worn, there was writing on it, but it was too faded to read. It still rang though. Lisette rang it again and suddenly there was lots of purple and pink smoke and she was knocked off her feet. When the smoke cleared, she stood up, looked around and she was …. still in the farmer’s wheat field and still holding on to the cowbell.
“Myra! Myra!”
Lisette turned her head, who was that guy running towards her, and why was he calling her Myra?
He threw his arms around her in a tight embrace.
“I am so glad to see you! You came back!”
Lisette was speechless. Looking around some more, she saw how this wasn’t the same wheat field that she had been in. She noticed the 2 story farmhouse that she hadn’t seen before, with its wraparound porch.
“Mama! Mama!” Lisette looked and saw 4 children running towards her! Oh she was not ready to be a Mom! She shook the bell as hard as she could, and POOF! Purple and pink smoke came again and she was knocked off her feet.
Hearing music, she opened her eyes and she felt herself moving. There was flowing water beside her. She was in a gondola and a gondolier was playing an accordian.
Ahhh! Now this was more like it, thought Lisette. She looked down at the cowbell still in her hand. This may be the most valuable thing she had ever found, she felt like a great adventure awaited her!
You could write a book and entitle it, The Cowbell Adventures.
But I think what happened to Lisette was that she drank some milk from a cow named Betsey, and it had not been completely pasteurized.
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Hmmm….maybe….it was Jason who gsve me the cowbell idea. He had guessed that it was an enchanted cowbell found in the woods by Trisha, but he was mistaken because it was a ring but……the cowbell appeared! Though I don’t remember me mentioning Betsy!.
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You don’t have to mention Betsy. We know she’s always lurking in the shadows.
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And I have a strange feeling she isn’t going to stay in the shadows ….. !
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She probably wants her enchanted bell back.
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That, she is.
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Also, this was a fun read. I want to read more.
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Glad you enjoyed it. I will see what I can do. 🙂
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Don’t try to get out of it by dinging your cowbell, you resdinger you.
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Oh gosh! A “resdinger” is not a word smart aleck!
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Is so. You invented it. I think it means, one who’s brain resonates with the dinging of a bell.
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😶🤚
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LOL!
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Sure it is…
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No its not! 😛
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It’s JR-speak or Carolynguage.
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I agree. More…
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Ditto.
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So, how did the cowbell get there?
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Oooh you just had to ask that. Wellll its enchanted you know, so it just magically appeared. 🙂
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I thought that maybe the last individual that had it kept ringing it until they ended up in the wheat field where she found it and then liked the place so much that they dropped the cowbell and stayed.
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Well that would explain it too i guess it’s just a mystery.
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Or perhaps a certain cow had it fall off her neck and now she sadly has lost her magic powers of showing up anywhere anytime. Oh dear! What will she do?
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That would mean that Lisette will transform into the new Betsy
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Ummm….wait, thats not the answer I was looking for. I am not sure that the cowbell is quite magical enough to change a person into a cow! Oh poor Lisette!
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If she rings the bell too many times, she might find herself in a dimly lit barn with a mysterious figure in the shadows waiting for her.
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Now you have me worried for her. How does she know what too many times is?
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I guess she can’t know what awaits her when she rings the bell. Your stories sure do take strange and interesting turns.
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LOL! Yes, they do manage to take surprising turns!
I did try to have some control by taking her out of a wheatfield where a certain creature may have turned up, and putting her in the gondola which was safer. But now do I risk taking her out of the gondola?
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She’ll grow bored of the gondola
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So where do you think she should go? 🙂
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Luke’s farm
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LOL! Do you really expect me to put her on Luke’s farm with an angry Betsy staring at her?
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Yes, think of all the fun that could be had.
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Oooh I have no doubt that certain stooges would have Fun! 🙂
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Deep sea diving.
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That would be an adventure!
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Scuba gear?
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Nah. You need an evil faerie for that.
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“Why had she been in such a hurry to grow up again?”
is this a reference to some sort of reincarnation? had she already grown up once, reversed that, and is now growing up again?
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Oooh gosh! You laugh, while typing these questions, don’t you! 🙂
She did not grow up again, smart aleck!
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It made perfect sense to me — Lisette was asking herself, again (repeating a question that she already had asked herself), why she had been in a hurry to grow up. Maybe that usage of “again” is common in some parts of the country and not others? Anyway, I like the magical cowbell, lots of possibilities there. Poor Betsy is probably wandering all over searching desperately for it, though, and will have some bad luck if she doesn’t get it back.
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Oh you made me smile Meg! 🙂
Jim deals with numbers so much that his brain gets confused at times! 😛
Yes, Poor Betsy!
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so she did not grow up? 🙂
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She didn’t grow up twice!
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🙂
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I wondered the same …
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Oh gosh! You both are hopeless!
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🙂
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It sounds like Lisette is having quite an adventure! A fun story, Joy. 😊
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She is! I think I want a magic cowbell. 🙂
Thanks for your comment, glad you enjoyed it.
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Is this a time hopping cowbell or a location hopping cowbell?
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location
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Tomorrow, I am going out in a field looking for a cowbell that I can shake and land in a gondola in Venice!!! Far away from the lunacy that is the U.S.!!!
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Take me with you!!!! I sooo loved Venice when we were there. I joke with my husband and moving there depending what happens in America!
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Oops … raining today … I’ll have to wait ’til tomorrow, but of course you’re welcome to come along!
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Yay! Will pack my bags! 😉
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