My Two Writing Teachers colleagues and I are hosting the 16th Annual March Slice of Life Story Challenge, in which teachers from around the world participate by posting a story per day.
This year, the SOLSC gives me a chance to record memories of our little dog, Indie, who died in January. I want to write these down while they are still fresh, so that my family and can read them later and remember not only Indie, but little slices of life across the years.
Lily was two years old, so that means the year was 2011. We were still living in Brooklyn. Indie, our dog, was five years old. I had purchased some Duplo’s (giant legos) at the Babies R Us in Union Square. I remember lugging toys, sippy cups, and baby wipes home in a giant shopping bag on the train. I forgot that shopping in the city was such a pain in the butt.
We dumped all the legos out of the bucket on to the hardwood floor and they scattered all over. Indie scooted away from the mess with his tail between his legs — maybe he thought he had done something wrong. He began to cry and wimpier. Poor doggy!
“S’okay Indie,” Lily said to comfort him. “It’s just my new toys.”