Please no histrionics at the dinner table
Wait till we’re on a flight to Tahiti
Maybe the opera house in Sydney,
The Tower of London with Yeoman Warders,
On River Street in Savannah, Georgia,
Somewhere in Portland or Philadelphia,
Just wait till I finish my dinner in peace.
Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt #181 word prompt: "histrionics"; word limit: 48
This Jolly Beggar 
Dear Dora,
Sounds like a fair trade-off to me. Why is it the dinner table is often the place to act out?
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I’m not sure but it often is when it ought to be the one place where we rejoice to break bread with one another and acknowledge our Maker’s blessings to us.
Thank you for reading, friend.
Aleichem shalom,
Dora
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I imagine the rest of the meal was eaten in total silence! Nice one Dora.
My forty-eight
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Usually how it goes. Thank you, Keith!
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There is something about family gatherings around a table that can bring out the best or worst!
Great take… when’s the plane leaving for Tahiti? I’m packed and ready!
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Haha. You tell me since you’re packed and ready! Oh, if only, Dale . . . I could really do with leaving it all behind!!
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I could do that too 😉
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This is a good response to the prompt. It is nice to eat dinner in peace. Not sure if I would feel comfortable have a tantrum on a plane with others watch though..
Nicely done/
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Thank you for reading! 😀
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