“Camping Will be Fun,” George Said


Photo Copyright: Jan Wayne Fields

Here we are again and this week we’re gathered near a ruined tent in Rochelle’s driveway. We’ve come together to discuss our original stories for the week. This is the Friday Fictioneer’s group. Our hostess for the gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words, not counting the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and be inspired by the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was provided by Rochelle’s husband, Jan Wayne Fields. Thanks, Jan. To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link below, then on the smiling frog. Next, follow the given directions.

16 August 2019

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

“Camping Will be Fun,” George said. by P.S. Joshi

“Camping will be fun,” George said.

He’d never been camping but said he’d read about it.

My only defense for being stupid and believing him was my youth. We were seventeen-year-old boys.

We borrowed his uncle’s tent and went to the local park camping grounds. Mercifully, there were no bears there, so we brought our food into the tent in case of rain.

Snug in our sleeping bags, we were drifting off to sleep when I felt itchy. I got up and turned on the lantern.

Ants had smelled our food. In a short time, I decided I’d prefer bears.

61 thoughts on ““Camping Will be Fun,” George Said

      • 🙂 Yeah … I don’t mind spending the whole day ‘roughing it’ (including ducking beyond a tree for ‘necessities’) but I am past the age (or mindset) where I (or my bladder) find it acceptable to stretch a sleeping bag on some pebbles and go to sleep in the damp. Nope. Give me a camper, a cabin, a place with working plumbing, a decent meal, and window screens … 😉
        Laughter’s something that one ought to have on the menu daily. 🙂

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      • Yeah, screens!!! Because if there is ONE mosquito in all of Manhattan it finds a way to me, and when I was in Toronto, all of THEIR biting little thingies found their way to me (even with anti-biting-thingies-spray), and let’s not even talk about what the aggressive biting thingies in Thailand did to me last summer … 😉 Must have screens !!! 😉

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  1. A good little camping memoir, Keith. I bet you feed them. On the other hand, maybe they are curious and friendly. Ants will always be around to keep you company, especially if they smell food. Years ago, there were monkeys around here. My mother-in-law was said to hate them as they stole food. They don’t wait to be asked. 🙂 — Suzanne


    • Thanks, Ali. It could probably happen in some places. This is supposed to be a location where there are no longer any bears, or so they say. Or they could just leave the food locked in the car. Of course, in bear country, you’re supposed to tie your food in a container and heist it into a tree above where the bears can’t reach. I’d be afraid the bears would become frustrated and come after me for spite. 😦 — Suzanne

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  2. I LOVE watching “city-people” try to camp! It’s more entertaining than most of prime time tv these days. Just wait until you leave your tent windows unzipped… and it rains! hehehehehhehhhaaaaaaaaa! (evil laugh).

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    • Thanks, Bjorn. The first thing I would make sure of is whether there were bears in the area. If there were, I would then get back in the car and try to find a place where there were no bears in the area. 🙂 — Suzanne


    • Thanks, Sandra. You’re right. One minute here there are none. The next minute they’re coming out of the woodwork. I used to teach in a school built on wetland landfill. There was no cafeteria and if a child dropped something greasy, the grease ants came out of the classroom molding in droves. I let the janitor take care of that. 😦 — Suzanne


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