Solan's Blogg

Solan's Blogg


The Pittsburgh Short StoriesPosted by Solan Renolen 2010-05-26 09:04:07

Written by:Justice Andrew,Shelby Ann and Auntie Di
Photography:Solan Renolen

Jacob lived in the American Southwest. He lived in the desert and created sculptures out of stone of all the living creatures that lived near his home. His favorite animal was a lizard that slept in the sun all day on his porch. The lizard wasn't afraid of him and they became friends. Such good friends that Jacob named the lizard Spike. Jacob had never made a sculpture of Spike, even thought he had always wanted to.

One day Jacob received a letter offering him a job in the city. A famous museum wanted him to bring his sculptures there to exhibit them and also to spend some time making new ones to display around the city streets. He didn't want to leave his home in the desert but, he really did want to see something new. So, one morning, while Spike was sitting in his favorite sunny spot on the porch, he said goodbye and left for the city.

He became very famous and his sculptures could be found in all the best places. He forgot about his home in the desert and he even forgot about Spike. Until one day when his friends in the city asked him to sculpt something very special for the center of the town square. Every idea he had for the sculpture just didn't seem special enough. And then suddenly he remembered his desert home and his friend Spike. And then he decided. The sculpture would be of Spike.

Once the carving was completed, it was placed in the town square. Everyone who looked at it always smiled and the children always wanted to climb up and touch Spike's foot. As Jacob watched how much everyone enjoyed having Spike there, he realized that his time in the city was over and that he wanted to be back in his desert home.

He moved back a few days later. He drove up the road to his house just as the sun was setting. As he walked up the steps to the door, there on the corner of the porch in the last hot ray of sun was Spike....welcoming him home at last.

[ As we sat around the dining room table, my co-authors insisted that the animal in the photo was a lizard and that his name would be Spike. Shelby had pages of notes prepared before we sat down and Justice listened, as he does, politely asking if it was his turn to add an idea. I think I will let them write the next story all by themselves Solan :-) ]

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Mason and Sophia's Journey

The Pittsburgh Short StoriesPosted by Solan Renolen 2010-04-13 11:09:17

by Justice Andrew, Shelby Ann and Auntie Di

Mason and Sophia were friends and had been in Greece for three weeks. They had traveled there with Mason's father who was busy everyday with business. Mason and Sophia had spent their time exploring Athens on a motorbike; visiting all the sites, the markets and all the little neighborhoods in between. They spent hours and hours on the bike until they knew the city like their own home.

They had one more day left in the city and decided to take a quick ride to one of their favorite places, The National Gardens. It was a very hot day and after walking through the gardens, they sat down back to back on a stone bench to rest. They talked about the wonderful things they'd seen on their journey and how they would like to come back again to visit one day. The air became heavy and before too long Mason and Sophia felt their eyelids dropping and they both nodded off into a nap.

Suddenly, they found themselves sitting in the same spot they had been a moment ago, but it looked completely different. Everything was familiar, yet somehow changed. They realized they had gone back in time to an older Athens. They took each other's hand and started to walk through the city they had come to know so well. All the beautiful buildings they had seen only as ruins were now transformed into the way they had looked originally. The marketplaces were full of people and noise. They tasted food they had never eaten in their modern Athens, listened to new voices and languages.

They made friends with some children playing ball in a paved courtyard and were invited to lunch by the parents of the children. Later, after lunch, they all walked to the great open theatre built into a hillside and watched a play until the sun went down. On the way back, Sophia noticed a beautiful white stone on the ground in the shape of a heart and she picked it up. Mason and Sophia were very tired so their new friends invited them to stay overnight. They fell asleep in soft beds surrounded by white curtains in rooms cooled by the sweet night air.

When Mason and Sophia woke up, they found themselves sitting back to back on a stone bench in the middle of The National Gardens with the sun setting slowly behind them. In Sophia's hand was a small white stone in the shape of a heart. They turned to look at each other and started to laugh. They both agreed that this had been the best part of their visit and would be a secret between them forever. They walked to their motorbike, got on and sped off into the center of the busy city, ready for their next adventure together. Where would it take them next time?

[Justice and I must confess that we contributed very little to this story. Justice was distracted by chocolate bunnies and I was busily trying to take notes on Shelby's ideas. She knew exactly what she wanted to write, right down to the where, when and how. Our thanks again to our most beloved friend Solan Renolen for providing the inspiration with his photography. Click on his name and view his photos, a wonderful journey :-) ]

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The Pittsburgh Short StoriesPosted by Solan Renolen 2010-02-13 09:35:46

Written by: Justice Andrew, Shelby Ann and Auntie Di

Katrina had waited her whole life to go to Europe. Her sister Angie had surprised her with a trip there for her birthday. They had been driving around for weeks and found themselves one day in the city of Cortona.

There was a festival in Cortona and they decided to stay for a few days at the Hotel Olivo. The manager of the hotel was named Mario and he told them about all of the wonderful things to see and do in Cortona. On the first morning of the festival, Katrina walked to the local market to buy fresh bread for breakfast. She and Angie sat by their second floor window eating the wonderful bread with jam and watching the town of Cortona wake for the day.

After breakfast, the sisters walked into the town square where the festival was just beginning. All the stores were opening and people were buying fruit, flowers, pastries and coffee. There was a merry-go-round in the middle of the square that was running backwards! Children were laughing and parents were smiling. As the morning turned to afternoon, Katrina and Angie sat at a table by the fountain in the square to eat gelato.

At the end of the day, the sisters strolled back to their hotel. Lying outside the door of a cafe was a bassett hound. Angie broke off a piece of cheese that she had bought and gave it to the dog, who ate it in one gulp. They had dinner with Mario at the hotel and then they all played dominoes until late into the night. Before going to bed, they looked out their window at the fairy lights all around the town square and listened to the soft music still playing.

The next day, the sisters went back to the festival for more fun. They ate home-made pizza, more gelatos and danced to music in the town square. As the daylight faded, they sat back and listened to the voices of the people around them. Much later, they went back to the hotel for another night and were very happy that they had stopped in this beautiful city. The next morning, the traveling sisters said goodbye to Mario and the town of Cortona and got into their car.

They wondered where the road would take them next and the adventures that would be waiting for them.

[ Our thanks once again to our friend Solan for his wonderful photo. He always makes us think. This story was again, mostly from the imaginations of my co-authors. They don't seem to be needing me much anymore :-) ]

To my dear friends in Pittsburgh; Thank You.

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The Island in the Tippanic Sea

The Pittsburgh Short StoriesPosted by Solan Renolen 2010-01-30 11:29:19

Written by: Justice Andrew, Shelby Ann and Auntie Di

Once upon a time there was a man named Paul and his twelve year old daughter Paige who lived on a remote snowy island in the middle of the Tappanic Sea off the coast of Stoppalo. Paul's family had lived on the island for generations and he and Paige lived in a beautiful bright blue house not far from the beach. Just a short walk over the hillside behind the house would bring them to the rocky beach, where Paige would play in the summer months. Paige had a dog, a german shepard puppy by the name of Sarge.

There was a land bridge that led from the island to the mainland, but in the winter months, the bridge was flooded and the only way to get to the island was by boat. Paul's family had always taken care of the wild animals on the island. Paige and her Dad would go for walks everyday along the beach and in the little forest in the middle of the island looking for animals that needed their help.

They had a red shed in the yard where they kept the sick and wounded animals. Paige's job was to feed and water the animals while her father gave them medicine and changed their bandages. One morning, Paige woke up before her father and decided to go out to the red shed to start her chores. She bundled up and made her way outdoors. She went into the shed, which was warmed by a coal stove in the corner. She took her coat off and started to feed the animals. There was a red fox, two flop-eared bunnies, an owl with a broken wing and a raccoon with a broken leg.

When she finished her watering and feeding, she sat down by the window to rest. As she sat, she noticed in the distance, a shape sitting under the big oak tree by the house. She put her coat on and walked through the snow to the tree and to her surprise, there was a doe lying under the tree. The doe was hurt and couldn't get up. Paige ran into the house to get her father. Her father came out of the house and carried the doe into the red shed to take care of it. While Paige was watching her father, she heard a noise outside.

She walked around to the back of the shed and saw a little fawn standing there shivering in the cold. It was the doe's baby, looking for it's mother. It was so small, that Paige was able to pick it up and carry it into the shed. The mother was too sick to feed the baby, so Paige warmed up some milk in a bottle and fed the fawn. Paige and her father took care of the animals all through the long cold winter months.

When spring finally came and the island turned green and warm, Paige and her father were finally able to release the animals to their homes. They released the owl first and watched him fly off into the trees hooting for his friends. One by one, the rabbits, the red fox, and raccoon were sent out to find their homes. Finally, when all the other animals had gone, Paige led the doe and her fawn out to the edge of the forest in the middle of the island. She watched as they walked away side by side, turning once to look back at her.

During the warm summer months, Paige would often see the doe and her fawn standing at the edge of the forest, saying a quiet hello to her before turning to go back into the forest. Even after Paige had grown up, she always remembered the doe and her fawn on the island in the middle of the Tippanic Sea.

[ This is #4 of the Pittsburgh Short Stories written by my co-authors and myself. The photo is, once again, compliments of our very dear friend, Solan . He is the inspiration for our stories and we write them for him alone. Thank you Solan.]

To my dear friends i Pittsburgh; Thank you.

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