The old round pot looked tired, it was feeling quite unloved. It’s little label caused many to smirk, yet no-one really gave it a second glance. It looked to ordinary so despite the odd glance, person after person passed it by.
Until last Thursday, when a small boy appeared. He prodded the pot gently and caressed the leaves with care. He looked around, assumingly for a grown-up but no one was nearby. He lifted some of the stones nearby and tucked them around the plant as if gently tucking it in for the night.
“You need a plaster”, the little boy said to himself as he worked. “I wish mummy had more pennies, then I could take you home to get you one.”
The little plant began to shake.
“Oh no, please don’t cry.” The little boy looked around worried, when his gaze returned to the plant, he noticed some leaves beginning to unfurl. He gently leaned in and helped them open and as he did a shiny £2 coin appeared. He lifted it out of the plant turning it over and over with his hand, how could that happen? As he spun it around he heard a clinking sound, one after the other, looking down to the ground, he spotted some more coins. The little boy looked around him. Was this a trick? But no one was nearby. Carefully pocketing the coins the little boy lifted the heavy pot and made his way to the checkout.
“I would like to buy this plant please?” he said to the girl on the checkout and began to slowly slide the coins across the counter. After a few the girl raised her hand.
“That’ll be more than enough, nobody wants that ugly plant anyway.”
“It’s not ugly,” the little boy cried out. The girl on the checkout just nodded and gave him his reciept.
He made his way to the shop door, then waited for his mum.
“I told you, we can’t buy anything today,” she said as she walked towards him.
“It’s okay mum,” he said as she walked towards him, “it’s already paid for.” His mum looked towards the checkout girl who nodded to confirm. “It paid for itself.”
“Well, I wish my shopping would pay for itself.” She laughed.
“Can we get it a plaster please, mum?”
“Okay, but you’ll have to wait until we get home, maybe you can give it one of your superhero plasters?” she said laughing, knowing his superhero plasters were treasured.
“Great idea, mum.” he said, then talking to the plant said, “don’t worry, I’ll look after you.”
I’ve had so many wonderful responses and enjoyed each and every one. I have tried to reblog a few since the post went out so hopefully, you will have seen some of them trickling through, but here is the list below (if I have missed anyone, please let me know). It makes for fantastic reading.
- magic-money-tree | inkdrops
- Cash Only, No Cheques – About the Jez of It
- Snakes in the City | Masons Mind Menagerie
- Money tree – Keep it alive
- money-tree | pensitivity101.
- Unwanted Houseplant – A Unique Title For Me
- A Magic Tree | sparksfromacombustiblemind
- Three Things Challenge 604 and #WRITEPHOTO – MONEY TREE (Challenge) – Tessa Dean – Author
- Money Tree – Indieshe
- Money Tree #writephoto | Trent’s World (the Blog)
- Money, Money #writephoto | TanGental
- #Money Tree #Poetry | Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie
- Celeste Post-Apocalyptia, pt 4 – What if We all Cared?
- today’s scribble (05/24/21) #writephoto #senryu – RuthScribbles aka RuthEK
- penny-for-your-thoughts | jemimapett
I hope you’ll join me for another #writephoto challenge published today at 12 o’clock GMT.
Thank you all again for taking part in #writephoto.
With special thanks to Sue who originally made the #writephoto challenge so meaningful for all of us and gave me her blessing to continue it.