Writing Prompt: Family Stories

We grow up hearing all sorts of stories from our parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents. There are some gems in there if you try to remember.

If you think back, try to recall some of the stories you’ve been told. Here is one of mine.

My father was raised on a ranch in Mexico. He was the 2nd oldest of five and the oldest son. My aunt Theresa and my father looked after things in the household, including looking after their younger siblings and playing with the neighbourhood kids.

Among their neighbourhood friends was a family that had a small boy of about 4 or 5 years old, who used to come over to the ranch and seek the attention of my father and Theresa. He chased after them, wanting to be of some help. Sometimes Dad and Theresa played with him, other times they gave him errands to keep him busy.

One sunny day, the young lad came knocking wanting to play. Dad was busy, so after having the kid chase him around all morning, he finally gave him a task. At the far end of the house there was a vegetable garden where they grew tomatoes, zucchini, melons and chillies. Dad handed him a basket and asked him to pick chillies in the garden.

Now, one of the things I forgot to mention is that this keen young lad had an unusual habit of always running around with no clothes on. So, basket in hand, he ran to the garden and began his assignment, through the morning he picked green peppers, red chillies, jalapenos and when the basket was full, he delivered it to my Dad. Someone should have told the little mite that you should wash your hands after you’ve been picking chillies, especially just before you go for a pee…

The next thing Teresa and Dad saw was the poor boy running around the garden, sobbing…


So – that’s a little story my Dad told me. Think back about some of the anecdotes you’ve heard from your folks and jot them down. I’m sure you’ll find some great material there.

Have fun.


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