Daughter comes to the rescue#humor#FFftPP



I’m sure that the little girl in the back seat of the car ahead of us is signing us.

She may be around 6 years old.She is closing her fingers and opening them. She started saying something. Now she is pointing her finger upwards.

I am getting nervous by each minute unable to understand what she saying. I got my driving license recently and I’m not yet confident to drive on an unknown route. I cursed my husband for not driving us to my daughter’s school picnic. I hated the picnic organizers for choosing a park far away from my home.

Should I stop and check my car? No, it’s illegal to stop on the road.

Should I overtake the car ahead of me and stop? No. I don’t want to take such risk.

Finally, I asked my 6-year-old daughter sitting in the back seat “Sweetie, do you know that girl? What is she saying?”

“Mummy. She is  singing

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

How I wonder what you are.

Up above the world so high,

like a diamond in the sky‘”

Now all her signs made perfect sense. How silly of me to get tensed unnecessarily!


Word count:200

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jahnavi Chintakunta ~ All rights reserved

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #17 – 2016. 

Thanks a lot, Roger, for the prompt.



14 thoughts on “Daughter comes to the rescue#humor#FFftPP

  1. I can understand her concern. So many bad things happen these days and it’s good that there are people paying attention to something they think is unusual and questionable. Great story.

  2. Well that’s a relief! With all the horrid things we hear and read about in the news, it’s easy to see how people could jump to the worst conclusions about anything. Nice to see it was something innocent. Nice story. 🙂

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