Of Mice and Babies: Friday Fictioneers

Like a baby learning to feed himself, learning anything new requires practice, practice, and more practice. Then suddenly the miracle happens. What an oxymoron…

Each week Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.

This week it’s mousy humor, a ratty tale, and a rodent’s discontent.

ยฉ Marie Gail Stratford

ยฉ Marie Gail Stratford

Of Mice and Babies

I cursed the mouse at first. It moved left instead of right; up, instead of down.
Then it disappeared entirely.

“Ridiculous,” I cried.

“It’s there,'” the instructor nudged. “Find it.”

I ran the mouse in circles; then, slammed it up-and-down hoping to kill it.

“Randy, breaking it wonโ€™t help.” Yes, it will, I silently scoffed.

Doomed as mouse dyslexic, pointer deficient, and spatially (spastically) impaired, I needed physical therapy and intense meds.

Then, miraculously, it worked.

Like a baby learning to eat, spoonfuls of food finally wound up in my mouth rather than on my cheeks, hair, and on the floor beside my highchair.

Randy Mazie

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43 thoughts on “Of Mice and Babies: Friday Fictioneers

  1. Good description of learning something new. Back in the early nineties, I had to teach stock market guys how to use a computer first before teaching them the software; I usually started by teaching them how to control the mouse by playing Solitaire! ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Oh Randy, how I feel your pain. There is nothing more frustrating (ok, perhaps an exaggeration) than the disappearing or frozen mouse. Argh! Just the thought… or your story, to make me crazy.
    ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. Dear Randy,

    Perhaps if you had the mouse going the right direction. I find this also to be true for remote controls. They don’t switch the channels if the beam is pointing at your pupik. Live and learn. Great ending lines.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  4. My mouse goes “rogue” all the time! I still curse the spaceship of a phone on my desk, still figuring out what my smartphone can do (wish it could do laundry, dishes and cleaning toilets), the TV has me baffled more times than not, and then my spouse bought a car with a start button ignition (what happen to a key). Just trying to keep up and learn as much as I can. Wishing You the Best – Good Luck!

  5. How funny! I have these mouse dyslexic moments where I thought I needed meds or should be institutionalized. It’s incredible how much power they have. Great story.

    • Didn’t I originally meet you in Ward A, third floor?

      Now i go to MA – Mice Anonymous.
      I’m powerless over mice and they make my life unmanageable.

      I’m trying to image my being something other than a cat to calm myself down.

  6. I’m so glad for you you mastered it Randy. I just want to know where the little arrow goes when it disappears. Sometimes mine goes flying off to another line of its own accord. Hilarious and well done. ๐Ÿ˜€ — Suzanne

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