This week’s words: Katydid Placenta Melancholy Nocturnal Vacillate (to waver in mind or opinion; be indecisive or irresolute: to sway unsteadily; waver; totter; stagger.) Laotang (in English: old sames; written: 老同 in Mandarin is a type of relationship within Chinese culture, which was practiced in Hunan, that bonded two girls together for eternity as kindred sisters.) Written Twitch Ravine Lychee (a Chinese fruit, can also refer to the tree looks like so http://sociallizard.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Lychee.jpg) Assist Anemic
It was late and the earth was settling for another day. All things nocturnal were about their nocturnal habits, the katydid’s doing what they did best ‘katydid, katydid, katydid’ for as long as the thought would drive a deaf man crazy.
He had a sense melancholy on this night. The hot summer was taking its toll on him and every one around him.
He had in his lap a bowl of fresh lychees. These were his favourite fruit and cold and on a hot evening they were the best at soothing his hot brow. Madame Laotang his local Chinese massage and green grocer had received a shipment in from the mainland and was rationing them out to her regular customers.
They were known to assist anyone feeling and or looking anaemic and in his current melancholy he knew they would be just the thing to lift him from his lethargy.
His lethargy had to do with a paper he had written the week before. It had taken a toll of him as evidenced by his vacillating over the topic in the previous weeks.
His pet subject was botany and he so desperately wanted to write the definitive discourse on the placenta of the flowering daisy but he knew that Barney Langford was planning the same discourse and so it became a race against the clock to get his down and submitted before Barney had, plucked his, so to speak.
He had worked day and night, night and day and had by the end developed a recognisable twitch in his neck. Such was it that he began to resemble a marmoset monkey constantly looking about as if predators were about to pounce.
So tonight as he munched his way through the lychees, savouring every morsel his girlfriend Ravine came through the door. She was a tall girl, who often gave the impression of being deep and dangerous, but was in fact a sight to behold once you got to know her and explored her more thoroughly.
So the two sat together, lychee in hand, the katydids katydiding to their hearts content, the many nocturnal creatures exercising their vocal chords and thought to themselves how lucky they were to be alive and not anaemic like so many unfortunates denied the medicinal qualities of the humble lychee.