Adalie, a short fat child held the gaze of Hiamovi, a sandy haired self-declared genius; neither prepared to be the first to give in.
Hiamovi swept up Adalie’s leggo and put it in his pocket saying, “you can have it back when you give me your proton rocket.”
” Do you think I’m mad you dotard,” Adalie said, clutching his toy to his chest.
“Don’t call me a dotard,” Hiamovi said, giving Adalie a shove .
Letting out a blood curdling war cry, Adalie returned the attack with fists flailing.
“Children, we don’t wage war in this house.”
In repsonse to Zoe’s prompt
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
Children do it so often 🙂
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It’s part of growing up.
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Such an amazingly cute story.
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Thanks.
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lol wherever there are siblings war will rage …
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I did with mine.
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it’s not quite as physical now but it continues at another level lol
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Has me wanting more!
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That’s good. Thank you.
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Life with children is a battlefield sometimes!
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Too true. Thanks Deborah.
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This sound like it could be a news parody! Good job
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I think you got it so I thank you.
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Oh yes we do said Adalie! Your tale has a ring of familiarity about it for all parents of two or more sprogs I’m sure!
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Thanks Keith.
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Lovely little snippet of real life …
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Thanks Marian.
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Ah, yes, i remember those fights.
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I think we all do.
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I liked this Six because it made me laugh at the end. Why it did (make me laugh) is interesting, maybe just the surprise, the turning of tables (which, who doesn’t enjoy a seeming underdog becoming dominant at the last minute).
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This was one of my failures as my story wasn’t really about children fighting. A satire on current current affairs. Perhaps the laughter was because that last line was supposed to be a laugh.
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We all try but its hard to train kids. Smacking your foe is so much quicker and more satisfying.
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You can tell I’m not a parent.
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Oh, don’t we, especially over toys? Too true, this.
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Thanks D. Yes it is very true.
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You got it just right, Irene. Kids really do talk and act like this, aggressive and territorial over the silliest things. Just like their parents.
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And like at least two countries leaders that we can think of.
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