WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – TEAPOT

Published August 31, 2019 by rochellewisoff

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in Sammi’s comment section.

Word Prompt

Teapot

Challenge

This morning I wrote the first memory this word stirred. Thanks for the challenge, Sammi. 😀

SENTIMENTAL VALUE

“Just a dime store piece of junk.” Mom set the elephant-shaped teapot on the whatnot shelf. “But it belonged to my mother.”

Years later when my son broke it horsing around I wept. “It was just a piece of dime store junk, but it belonged to my mom.”

 

The poor teapot is long gone but I did find a picture of the exact same one. It’s considered an antique today. The whatnot shelf is still with us. 

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29 comments on “WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – TEAPOT

    • Dear Jan,

      You might remember the poor old teapot, but it was there when you were. 😉 Christian is lucky to be alive today. But it was an accident and it was just a thing. Sigh. And that whatnot shelf is a classic indeed. Thanks m’luv.

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    • Dear D.

      After my parents had both passed on and my brother and I divided their belongings, the one thing I truly wanted was that whatnot shelf. (Funny, that’s what my mom called it and I never thought of it as anything else.) Happily, I have to say, my brother and I never quarreled over who got what. 😀 Thank you.

      Shalom,

      Rochelle

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  • Dear Rochelle,

    I love your “Whatnot Shelf” – sounds so much better than “Junk Shelf” of “Dust Collector Shelf”! And it’s funny how we attach a sentimental value to stuff…I know. I have loads of them, too…

    Shalom and Lotsa love,

    Dale

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    • Dear Dale,

      Whatnot shelf is what my mom always called it. Never thought of it as anything else. We also had a junk drawer. 😉 I was amazed to find a picture of that exact teapot online. So now I have a photo to go with my memory. Thanks for stopping by to collect memories with me.

      Shalom and lotsa hugs,

      Rochelle

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  • Awwwww… it was a piece on the Whatnot Shelf and that made it special, no matter where it was bought or what the money value of it might’ve been (or would’ve been now). Thank you for sharing the elephant teapot with us! And the other photos.
    🙂
    Na’ama

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    • Na’ama Y’karah,

      It really didn’t matter where the teapot came from. It was one of the few things my mother had that belonged to her mother whom she lost when she was thirteen. Of course, I cherished it and the whatnot shelf for the same reasons. I was amazed to find the exact same teapot in Google images. 😀 Now I have a photo to go with the memory. Thank you for reading and understanding. 😀 ❤

      Shalom,

      Rochelle

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  • Hi, I love this challenge. Here’s mine, it’s an excerpt from my poem called “If Genies Weren’t Real”.

    If genies were real, they should know that they could come to me because I’m wearing a teapot necklace on my neck, they’re welcomed to make themselves at home.
    I hope this teapot is bigger than their space back in the lamp.

    If genies weren’t real,
    God is.

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  • What a quirky and wonderful teapot, Rochelle, I can see why you minded so much when it was broken. Literally irreplaceable wasn’t it. I’m very drawn to a Whatnot shelf – with your ‘treasures’ on it. I set out to de-clutter then can’t bear to part with anything !!

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  • At first I thought
    It was a typo and maybe you meant walnut shelf –
    but the whatnot shelf is even better – has a fun name and family history
    – how cool that you found a picture of a smiler teapot online-
    It made the memory come to life a bit more.
    And yeah. Breaks happen-
    But also – at some point we have to let go of some of the trinkets and memory items
    My hubs and his brother (and my sons)
    are “tossers” and they don’t want any trinkets handed down – and sometimes when I think about wishing I kept more of grandma S’s goodies – I realize it makes the limited items I have even more valuable in sentiment and maybe less likely to be tossed (hopefully not broken)

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