a bud

“Brace yourself.”

Grandmother pulled and tightened the obi just above my hip. The motion jerked me, but I was able to hold back.

“If it’s not tight enough, the whole thing will fall apart.”

She made me turn around, scrutinizing everything.

The smoke from the mosquito coil rolled upwards and swayed with the evening breeze. The lazy sound of the wind chime echoed.

My back and chest, which had the most layers of yukata kimono, were damp, and pearls of sweat appeared on my forehead.

“Done. Can you walk?”

She led me to the mirror. I shuffled.

The white cotton kimono had purple flowers on it and was held with a pink obi in the middle. My bob cut head was staring at me.

“Is that me?”

“Yes. It is you.”

“I look like a girl.”

“You are a girl,” grandmother laughed.

We went out into the summer dusk, lanterns in our hands.

I, a tomboy, was a bit quiet that night.

 

(162 words)

photo prompt by Sunday Photo Fiction

For Sunday Photo Fiction – August 14th 2016 and The Daily Post’s daily prompt, Confused

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27 Comments Add yours

  1. lifelessons says:

    Lovely. Both writing and the fuchsia

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    1. nelkumi says:

      I can’t take credit for the photo prompt. 😝 Thank you for the visit, Judy.

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      1. lifelessons says:

        You can take credit for the poem though.

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  2. another exquisite insight into your early life, so detailed and yet succinct, it transcends culture annd is a pefect physical and psychlogical picture of human developmment common to us all. Thank you.

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Thank you for your kind words, Anton.

      Like

  3. ceayr says:

    Clever take and well crafted tale.

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Thank you so much.

      Like

  4. sheenmeem says:

    With your words I can picture you.

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  5. Ada says:

    Wow, beautifuly written, it shook my heart. I know this feeling.

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Glad it spoke to you. I appreciate you taking the time to comment.😊

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      1. I love your writing.

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      2. nelkumi says:

        Ooh, thank you so much. (blush…)

        Like

  6. andysmerdon says:

    Beautiful nelkumi 🙂 I can visualise this and feel your grandmothers pride. Lovely post 🙂

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Thank you! 😊

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      1. andysmerdon says:

        my pleasure 🙂

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  7. I really like that. The description brought the images to life, and I did laugh at “I look like a girl” “You are a girl” lol. Reminds me of my sister.

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Glad you like it. Thank you for taking the time to organize the challenge, read and comment.

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  8. mandibelle16 says:

    This is very interesting. Grandma dresses her up like “a girl.” Until then she seems to have run around like a Tom-boy. Now she experiences the pain of beauty, of being female. Well written 🙂

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Thank you! 😊

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  9. sailajaP14 says:

    This is beautiful for it highlights the subtle change in yourself that a single item of clothing can bring about. Exquisite detail and insight into your culture. Thank you for sharing.😀

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Thank you for the visit and comments.😊

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  10. Belinda O says:

    I remember we had an exchange student from Japan when I was young. At a meeting with all the families who took part in this venture,they dressed the girls in the kimonos their guests had brought for them. It was an enlightening experience. I had that kimono for years. It was beautiful.

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    1. nelkumi says:

      Sweet memory…😊

      Like

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