COLOR OF SPRING

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I want to apologize for my non-participation for the past two weeks. There were some pressing matters that gobbled up my time. Also my husband and I had an unexpected outing together for 6 days. So was not able to participate. Its the reason why I may not have replied to people’s comments or posts. This week’s offering is an excerpt from the book THE HIDING PLACE, which is about Corrie Ten Boom & her family. They were active resistance workers in Holland during the II World War. This picture reminded me of the last few paras of her book!

—I was opening my mouth to say that I had no professional training in such things, when his next words silenced me.
“We’ve located a place for the work,” he said. “It was a former concentration camp that’s just been released by the government.”
We drove to Darmstadt to look over the camp. Rolls of rusting barbed wire still surrounded it. I walked slowly up a cinder path between drab gray barracks. I pushed open a creaking door; I stepped between rows of metal cots.
 “Window boxes, “ I said. “We’ll have them at every window. The barbed wire must come down, of course, and then we’ll need paint.
Green paint. Bright yellow-green, the color of things coming up new in the spring. . . .”

*Friday Fictioneers is a talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey

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Subete ga daijōbu ni narudarou

Yasuko clutched her child to her bosom, desperately peeping out.She had been waiting earnestly for this day.

Ah, there he was, coming in now, as usual sedately and serenely.

Didn’t he understand the urgency of the matter? He seemed to be going on as though it was business as usual.

Tamotsu smiled gently into her eyes, calming her with his strength. As he led her out, he pointed out to the red brick building opposite.

She  tried to spell the words, using the little knowledge she had gained. Halfway to safety, she relaxed as she understood the words.

Reaching safety, she named her child Sachiko

*Subete ga daijōbu ni narudarou means everything is going to be alright!  
If you zoom the picture you will understand my writing!
Also each of the names have a meaning. Challenge you to look them up! 
I hope I haven't ruffled anyone's feathers!

*Friday Fictioneers is a talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr