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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Abundance (06/08/06)

TITLE: THE BUZZARD
By Marita Vandertogt
06/12/06


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THE BUZZARD


The ground was hot. Too hot. Searing hot.

The little boy crawled on the hot ground, each bone in his body protruding, making him look angular, deformed. The bird stood a few feet behind, as black as the skin of the little boy, and waited.

SALE BANANAS 37 CENTS A POUND

Still more than a mile to go for food, for water. He kept dragging his body along the ground with skinny arms that could barely hold his hands in place. His knees jutted into the sand, leaving a mark as he pulled himself along. The dry, hard ground was as much a threat as the glaring sun, and the hook beaked buzzard that followed close behind.

TWO FOR ONE BUY ONE PIZZA, GET ONE FREE, THREE TOPPINGS OF YOUR CHOICE

The boy and bird describes a photograph that won a Pulitzer prize in 2002 I believe. Just a boy and a buzzard, standing a few feet behind him, the sun a halo of light in the background. The picture was taken somewhere in Africa. A few months later, the photographer killed himself.

Abundance?

Put that melon back, sweetheart, its too soft in the centre. And only choose the apples that have no bruises.

The picture burns in my mind like the sun on that little boys back. And the arrogance of the buzzard, waiting for his prey a few feet away, angers me. Yet nature placed him there.

Who put the little boy there?

(I saw the photo in church this Sunday, and it broke my heart. We have so much.)


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Andre Kingston06/16/06
This is the start of a great sermon or an amazing essay. The juxtaposition of our wasted abundance and their starving need was very disturbing. I would love to see this article carried through. This reads like the start of one, not a full one. Finish it please.

Miss Andre.
dub W06/16/06
Definately, the start of a sermon. Very visual.
Kaylee Blake 06/16/06
Wow, so sad, so true, but yes I would have loved for you to go on. Great descriptions.
Marilyn Schnepp 06/18/06
You said it ALL in this brief story; just as the picture you saw spoke a thousand words to those who saw it. You don't need any more words to tell it like it is! Great job, great writing and right on target...Topic-wise! Kudos!