Bluebell SSS Prompt No. 5 ~ Adventure In Plantsville


"Do you think plants have feelings ?" Four-year-old Sara Jane blurted , eyes glued to the miniature pot plant . Granny Megs paused , looked up from the paper she was reading . She was lost for words !
"What do YOU think ?" she answered . It was best this way , since the child would arrive at her own conclusion , one way or the other.
"Well , I was just thinking … plants are living creatures , aren't they gran ?" Her little head rested on her arms , eyes still glued to the plant .
"Yes , they are . Plants are a living and growing part of nature which is God's creation ." Hopefully , that answer should put an end to that !
"How do they stay alive ? Do they breathe ?" Her little brow puckered in concentration .
"They breathe but not in the same manner as we breathe ," Granny Megs put down the paper and proceeded to leave the room .
"But where are their lungs ?" Her little index finger moved up and down against the leaflet . There was no reply . Granny had already left . She looked around and sighed . Then she rolled her eyes upward .
"Why the sigh ?" A tiny voice responded . She looked around . The room was empty .
"Over here … in front of you …"
"Where , I can't see you …" Her little head darted from left to right.
"The plant , silly !" The volume had risen a notch ."And give the old lady a break , would you ?"
The magical voice seemed to come from the plant in front of her .
Her eyes opened wider , a priceless expression on her face . "You CAN talk ! I knew it ! I just knew it !"
"Of course I can . I'm alive , remember ?"
She giggled .
"And I DO have feelings . You are one smart young lady ."
"So how do you breathe ? Do you have a family ? And a home ? Where do you come from ? Do you have a best friend ?" The string of questions tumbled out , one after the other .
"Of course I do . Would you like to meet my best friend ?"
She nodded vigorously .
"Why don't you come with me . I will show you everything !"
"Just close your eyes and concentrate on my voice ….."
Sara Jane closed her eyes . The tiny lilting voice was hypnotic and mesmerising …… she felt herself drift ………….



  1. A.B. Thomas on July 9, 2011 at 3:42 pm

    Loved the story!

    • mish on July 9, 2011 at 11:05 pm

      Thank you A.B.

  2. Jingle on July 9, 2011 at 5:03 pm

    you have captured childhood curiosity very beautifully.
    imagination is everything, well done.  😉

    • mish on July 9, 2011 at 11:08 pm

      Childhood curiosity is a wonderful quality ~ adults should try it more often … thanks Ji !

  3. thingy on July 9, 2011 at 5:14 pm

    I still talk to plants. Very cute. : )

    • mish on July 9, 2011 at 11:09 pm

      It’s good for them ~ and at least they don’t talk back … thanks for popping in !

  4. Shelly on July 10, 2011 at 12:45 am

    Cute story!

    • mish on July 10, 2011 at 9:13 pm

      Thanks Shelly ! 🙂

  5. Mindlovemisery on July 10, 2011 at 9:53 am

    This is a wonderful story!

    • mish on July 10, 2011 at 9:14 pm

      Thank you Mindlovemisery !

  6. Daydreamertoo on July 10, 2011 at 12:12 pm

    Enchanting read, and like you, I believe they are alive. If they could talk as we do, then we'd really be in trouble fot all of our misuse of Mother Natures's gifts.
    A lovely read, thank you

    • mish on July 10, 2011 at 9:16 pm

      Yes , they are living , breathing , growing …
      Talking plants ? frightening prospect … us humans would have a lot to answer for …

  7. christine on July 10, 2011 at 6:51 pm

    I was thinking the other day about the trees in my yard, what if they could hear us, and feel our hands on their bark…this was a nice write.

    • mish on July 10, 2011 at 9:17 pm

      That’s quite a sobering thought … thanks for the visit !

  8. Stuart Nager on July 10, 2011 at 9:05 pm

    That was sweet. I like questions/inquiry; it's the best way to learn at your own pace. She got her answer, in dreams.

    • mish on July 10, 2011 at 9:19 pm

      That’s the beauty of kids – they are curious and love to explore/experiment … they have such enquiring minds !

  9. chimnese on July 10, 2011 at 10:39 pm

    I love this cute story. I so like the little girl in your story pretty sweet.

    • mish on July 11, 2011 at 11:42 am

      Thank you Chimnese – I gave the little girl a vivid imagination which is so typical of young kids …

  10. Nico on July 11, 2011 at 12:01 am

    I had similar thoughts when I saw the prompt. You've crafted a lovely scene!

    • mish on July 11, 2011 at 11:43 am

      The picture definitely lent itself to the creation of a curious little girl with an enquiring mind ! Thanks Nico !

  11. Neni on July 11, 2011 at 4:23 pm

    Oh how sweet…  and I wonder where the girl would arrive… 🙂

    • mish on July 11, 2011 at 6:57 pm

      In Plantsville , of course … what a silly question … *giggles* 🙂

  12. booguloo on July 12, 2011 at 12:30 am

    How wonderful is that..?  smiles

    • mish on July 12, 2011 at 11:16 am

      I wanted to include a ‘feel-good’ quality in the story because the prompt did mention “Childrens Literature” 🙂

  13. bluebell books on July 12, 2011 at 4:38 pm

    wonderful story here.
    expecting your book review to be up at the blog today, within 12 hours, hope all is well, let me know if you need help.  cheers.

    • mish on July 12, 2011 at 8:00 pm

      Thank you Bluebell 🙂

  14. deeju on July 13, 2011 at 4:21 am

    Hi Mish,
    I just went through the story and felt, " Interesting! Oh! is it over, it could have been still longer". Beautiful, lively expressions.

    • mish on July 13, 2011 at 2:44 pm

      Thanks for the kind words … and yes , I agree that it feels like the beginning of the story … I will have to re-visit it and try to complete the story …

  15. trojanwalls on July 13, 2011 at 4:53 am

    why is it that older we grow the more the constant questioning of the childish mind annoys us? Is it because we miss being that innocent? Because we have no patience left? What are we doing that's so very important that we can't spend a few patient minutes answering a child's questions? 
    Good work, mish.

    • mish on July 13, 2011 at 2:50 pm

      These are very good questions – I think it’s because we grew up in an era (well , I did ) where the adults said that “children should be seen and not heard” whereas today , kids are encouraged to speak their minds …
      All it takes to boost a child’s spirit is to answer his simple questions – it does wonders for his self-confidence !

  16. Victoria on July 14, 2011 at 2:24 am

    I loved this. Ji asked me to do the Thursday Author Tribute and I chose it, Michelle. :0)

    • mish on July 14, 2011 at 4:01 pm

      Thanks Victoria … I’m a bit confused though … Author Tribute … ?

  17. Victoria on July 14, 2011 at 2:43 am

    Whoops! Not author tribute but "Story of the Week."

    • mish on July 14, 2011 at 4:04 pm

      That makes more sense … 🙂
      I feel honoured to be chosen from so many awesome participants … thanks Victoria and thank you to Bluebell Books for providing such a wonderful platform for writers/bloggers to showcase their work !

  18. Vinati on July 17, 2011 at 10:02 am

    Wow! It is a lovely story.

    Keep writing. =)

    • mish on July 17, 2011 at 12:38 pm

      Thanks for visiting my blog and for the words of encouragement !

  19. rick on July 19, 2011 at 3:49 am

    enjoyed reading. love the way you captured the heart and thoughts of the child.

    • mish on July 19, 2011 at 8:20 am

      I’m glad you enjoyed it , Rick – thanks for popping in .

  20. Umesh Rao on July 20, 2011 at 9:21 am

    Amazing story Mish 🙂
    Loved reading it. 
    The curiosity of the child compleltely captured in your beautiful words! 

    • mish on July 20, 2011 at 12:49 pm

      Thanks Umesh – I’m so glad that you enjoyed the story … I loved writing it ! 🙂

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