ray at bell foundry by Hans-Joachim Herr
He quit school, then gauged his success by which bell foundry forms and machinery he could lift or push. Once, at a bus stop, he described his job for a classy stranger. She quoted:
. . . For whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Today, he teaches English literature six blocks from the bell foundry.
Written for Friday Flash 55 - My post in exactly 55 words - for the G-Man.
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13 comments:
huh makes for an interesting path through life eh? you never know when one person might inspire another and ....smiles.
Amen
Very cool ! Love it! have a great week-
Absolutely love this ....
Your 55 does a great job of pinpointing the vagaries of fate, and the winds of choice and chance that fill our sails. Loved it, Lydia.
did you know that manure sounds like a bell??
Duuunnng, duuuung, duuuuung
Sorry
Oh, this is a wonderful 55, with so much in between your words. The image you have chosen is really striking as well (sorry for that baaad pun).
Lydia...
The best story so far!
We had to memorize that poem for English Lit. I still remember it!
The PERFECT Flash Fiction 55
Fantastic writing.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Nicely ironic.
Brian~ You inspire so many of us. I just wanted to tell you that!
brandi~ Thanks.
ReBelle~ Thanks.
izzy~ Thank you. I hope your week goes well!
Helen~ Your comments always make me feel honored.
hedgewitch~ lord, woman, your comments are so glorious!
Pixies~ I am late in replying to everybody. It is because I had to recover from your joke!!!!!!! :0
Other Mary~ I quite liked your pun! Many thanks for it and your visit.
G-Man~ You had to memorize it? Sounds like you went to a good school and all that excellent learning has served you well as a writer/creative director!
Fireblossom~ Oh, then my job is done! :)
Doctor FTSE~ Thank you kindly.
:) thanks makes me think about the future of my blog and all the writing I did today that didn't get posted...
He changed
from working with his hands
to working with his mind,
at least in part.
Though I bet
he never forgot
those ancient skills.
Still, she rang his chimes
by quoting Donne
and could not
have done anything
better for
him.
frosty~ Sometimes it is best to let it percolate!
Rob-bear~ I love that "she rang his chimes..." and love this comment.
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