Acorn Squash Adventures

I’m back squash. I’m not entirely happy to be free writing about you as homework but it helps take my time off of the stressful things in my life and just reflect. What have you been up to? I know you’ve just been sitting on this counter but you might’ve seen the occasional fly or maybe read the title of the magazine next to you. You seem to be healing good from me breaking your stem and still feel quite firm. How much bigger could you have grown if the harvesters didn’t cut you from your vine? An acorn squash is new to me and I don’t know much about you. Maybe you taste as good as a normal squash? I’ll have to find out after this free write. What do you think compliments you? Salt? Maybe olive oil? My times up but I’ll continue talking to you later.

 

Good evening squash. Today was very uneventful. I watched tennis with my dad and kept thinking how I wish it was you being hit back and forth. Some players could hit the ball 130+ mph! Imagine. You would die if you got hit. Anyways, you remind me of a dreidel. I can spin you on your pointed end for a long time like a fidget toy. Maybe I’ll bring you to all of my classes and spin you to relieve my stress. How does it feel to almost be broken into a ton of pieces? We’ve had some good times together, but I don’t think I can ever write or talk to another inanimate object. I feel like a psycho who is making fake friends with a vegetable. It’s quite relaxing, however. You are a living thing, and I can tell you anything, but all you can do is listen. Farewell My friend.

5 thoughts on “Acorn Squash Adventures

  1. Personally I love squash. I love the way that you describe your squash. I particularly liked how at one point you referred to the day with your squash as “boring”, as if there are super fun days with your squash.

  2. I loved how you treated your squash like it was a living object with feelings, and the ability to do things. In the first entry I found it fascinating that you had a mini therapy lesson talking back and forth, to your squash. Additionally, I thought that it was comical that you switched your tone in the second entry to a harsher tone, since you were ready to kill the squash. However, you came full circle as you said goodbye to your friend, the squash, and I could feel the emotional impact the squash left on you, through the computer screen.

  3. This line just cracked. me. up: “Good evening squash. Today was very uneventful. I watched tennis with my dad and kept thinking how I wish it was you being hit back and forth. Some players could hit the ball 130+ mph! Imagine.” That sounds like a veiled threat. I’m glad you survived this ordeal of writing to an inanimate object. In the meantime, you got in some good descriptive licks through the vehicle of your imagination. It’s so fun to read.

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