ENGLISH TALE IN THE NORTH POLE: “WE JUST WAITED FOR A FLOCK OF GUEESE”.

Imaginary Writing exercise: “Write a story that starts with this sentence: Unfortunately, our car broke down in the middle of nowhere.

Unfortunately, our car broke down in the middle of nowhere. Because of the chilly wind, it was fairly cold even inside the car. We just waited for someone to rescue us from that frozen hell, but by the time our muscles had nearly become completely solid, we came across a snowplough. We were already thinking about our return to life when a flock of geese—which were probably migrating—suddenly attacked to the vehicle and to its driver, who was eating a sandwich without realizing what was going on beyond his big tummy.  

            The birds got into the engine and got caught on the blades that removed the snow. Because of geese blood and the crevasses caused by the pecks of the birds, the driver couldn’t see anything through the front window, not even that he was going towards a precipice. Finally, the snowplough exploded and its driver died in a fury of fire, engines and bones…

            In spite of the horrible—and striking— aspect of that event, we didn’t make any facial expression: in those moments, we weren’t made of flesh, but of ice…We were like salt statues in the middle of the nowhere. Because of this, we just waited for a flock of geese to help us…