Stone Soup

Trifecta: Week One Hundred

PHANTOM (noun)

1   a :  something apparent to sense but with no substantial existence :  APPARITION

b :  something elusive or visionary

c :  an object of continual dread or abhorrence

2 :  something existing in appearance only

3 :  a representation of something abstract, ideal, or incorporeal

She sat beneath the maple tree digging a hole. So intent was she that the rest of the playground didn’t exist for her; a perfect phantom of focus. Sitting, perfectly stable, on a wooden beam placed on the ground, she added the perfect pebble, and then some more; caught a stray maple seed as it flew down from the tree, neatly broke it into bits, shredded the wings, and emptied it into the hole. She took a pinch of the fine, light brown dirt, and sprinkled it into the hole as well. A leaf lying on the ground made the cut, as did a small fragment of bark. Plodding on, with only the words of a story running through her head, she smiled as the little hole reached three-quarters-filled.

“Stone soup.”

And then, getting up, she dusted herself off and wandered back to the tarmac; recess was over.

24 comments on “Stone Soup

  1. You described this so well, it’s like I was actually watching her go through the process. I did a fair amount of solo play (and was content with it) so that part didn’t strike me as sad.

    • Thank you, Janna. I agree with you that it’s not sad in and of itself – it’s only sad in retrospect: that a child had to play alone day after day. I do believe in the benefits of a little solitary play though. 🙂

  2. Kids live in their own make believe world and their focus when they play is remarkable-many of them are loners and this girl seems to be one of them.You have captured it all so beautifully,WAL 🙂

  3. heheheh, old memories, I remember we had a small “field” with trees one the outside and each tree would have a “shop” and people would sell stones, flowers,flower bracelets, big leaves… The money was stones and every shop had a different place to keep it so no-one would find it and if you were out of money you could always dig a bit and you’d end up finding some stones 😀

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