Polka Pantomime (Micro Fiction)

Hello Readers,

The prompt this week is to write a short fiction piece about OLD WORLD CHARM. “It can be nostalgic or irreverent. You can invent an “old world,” return to migrant roots, or recall ancient times. Go where the prompt leads you!”

Here is my take:

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Title: Polka Pantomime 

Fiction word count: 99

I saw her dancing, again, this Sunday

polka played from the radio

cabbage and meat aroma filled the air

the low heels of her shoes

clicked with certain cues

the dress, that covered most of her body, barely moved

while her shoulders sometimes grooved

soft face wrinkles

with eyes that twinkled

as her feet stepped side to side

doing some sorta polka slide –

and I, barely 13, stayed back

watching from the shadow

curious about this old grandmother of mine

as she traveled back in time

every Sunday

doing the Polka pantomime

 

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My fiction is based on my Grandmother

She danced the polka every Sunday and tapped into the “old world charm” whenever she could.

This is what some of  her “pigs in the blanket” looked like (cabbage rolled with meat inside). The “chub” recipe we make at our house – (here) sounds similar – but I think I will make some of these Sophie-inspired cabbage rolls soon. 

Speaking of food, have been wanting to show Joanne the Zucchini noodles we make with the “vegetable spiralizer” – 

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In closing…  

here are two songs similar to  what Grandmother would play and dance with on Sundays

I chose this short Polka song, Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie, because Charli Mills featured such tasty details about food this week with the Pasty Fest in her area. 

I chose this second short Polka instrumental for the Pennsylvania bloggers out there 🙂

Want more Polka?

Some history of the huge Polka festival in Wisconsin HERE

 

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