Wandering the Corridors of Time

Twenty years after graduation, she went back to her high school in search of the youth she’d lost somewhere along the way.  Stopping first at the office for a hall pass, she wandered through the familiar corridors.

Here’s where we rolled soda cans down the aisle during assembly, she thought.  And here’s where he used to meet me after 5th period.

The bell rang, and the corridor filled with students.  A boy with purple and green hair looked at her oddly, and then came over.

“May I help you, Ma’am?”

She sighed.  I think my youth has left the building.

This is my entry for this week's 100-Word Challenge, hosted by Velvet Verbosity.  The prompt this week is "corridor."


  1. Ahhhh, to be 38 again! Little do we ever know just how young we are, and just how great this moment is!!

    Enjoyed the purple and green hair visual! :)


  2. Jannie, I'd be happy to see 38 again too! Thanks for coming.

  3. Sigh is right. I got a big chuckle out of that last line.

    p.s. Yes, I did the Creative Tuesday painting. I thought about signing it but didn't. Next time.

  4. This is a great 100 entry into VV. I haven't played over there for quite a while. Got busy.

  5. nicely played patti...this rang with nice nostalgia...the halls seem so small now...

  6. Yes, I've felt this way for a while now. Awesome 100!

  7. lol...this was cute. About as cute as when my 9 year daughter told me today when I got on my bike for the first time in years, "Mom, you look young!" I said, "THANKS!" feeling rather special and road up the street and back to the drive where she was waiting. Then she said, "Well, except for your butt. That looks old and fat." (I am not making this up!) I laughed so hard - what else could I do?! Thanks for stopping by over at my blog lately. I appreciate your comments.

  8. Oh, do I know that feeling. I HATE it when I'm referred to as "Sir."

  9. What do they say? "You can never go home again". Bollocks! (I went there too.)

  10. Janice: About the painting - you are a talented lady!

    Cheryl: Thanks! Come on back to the 100-Word.

    Brian: Yes, the do, don't they? And how did the kids all get so darn young?

    Cowboy: Yeah, huh? And it doesn't get better.

    She: Oh, that's so funny! Kids! I slipped on ice and fell all the way down the steps in front of the post office, on my butt, sort of bouncing. My son, 13, who was with me, just left me there, walked off, and got in the car. After I picked myself up and finally got in the car, he said, "How could you???"

    Lou: Oh, yeah, and it happens all too often now. Young whippersnappers. Didn't anyone ever teach them to butter up their elders?

    00dozo: I guess not. Sigh... (again)

    Mama Z: It was a moment, that's for sure. I don't recommend it.

    Thanks, All, for dropping in and for your great comments!

  11. Ouch ...
    Very clever, Patti.
    Thanks for a good ride.

  12. LOL. This was very clever. It gave me a good giggle - because I know that feeling all too well. I think we all do!!

  13. Hi again, Patti -
    Acknowledgement for you here:


  14. theonlycin here:
    hahaha, I feel this every day!

  15. That's how a blast from the past works. Perfect little story.

  16. Wonderful. Love the specificity of images, like "this is where we rolled soda cans down the aisles during assembly...". Takes me right there, and tells me about you as a kid. Well done.

  17. Why is it just when wonderful memories begin to take us back to those mellow days of youth, someone or something has to yank us back to now? Well done, Patti!

  18. I think I would be absolutely astonished if a young person said, "May I help you?" rather than, "Like what were you, like, looking for, dude?"

    Even "Can I help you?" which is incorrect (unless the person asking actually expects you to know whether or not he is capable of helping you) would be an improvement over the language I'm overhearing from today's young people.

    I have definitely left the building. :)

  19. Thank you for dropping in, Everyone, and for your comments. I really appreciate them.

    Jamie: Thank you again. You made my day, week, geez, maybe even year.

    Angel May: Sometimes they surprise you. But truthfully, I think it was because I looked SO out of place. He was taking pity on the lady who had obviously lost her way, and probably her mind as well. ;-)

  20. Love the jolt at the end. Perfect line, all because of the word, "ma'am." Well done!

  21. And this is why I don't go to my High School reunions, lol.


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