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“Orange” by Debbie Stanton

Debbie Stanton | Stories

Sean liked going to his Writing 101 class in college.  He was always surprised at the assignments his professor handed out. Whatever the assignments were, Sean believed they all would shape him into being the writer he aspired to be.

Today, Professor Weatherby announced that a human being’s five senses would be the theme for today’s assignment.

“It’s time we as a people notice the seemingly small things in our daily lives. If we’re constantly on social media or watching TV, we miss out. Before our next class, please consider taking a walk outside and notice everything with our senses. You can use your hand to accomplish this–write a story about five things you see, four things you hear, three things you taste, two things you smell, and one thing you touch. There is no limit to what you can write about regarding the senses. A fiction story from you is what I require. Please write at least 1,500 words. Now go, activate your imagination.”

Every single student groaned.  Even Sean. But he rose to the challenge. He went to the park to gather information on his senses.

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The stand of oak trees sufficed for both sight and hearing, because the bright orange leaves lying


on the path crunched as Sean walked through them. He touched the bark on a tree and tempted himself to hug the tree, as he was known by his friends to be a “tree hugger.” He did hug the tree and noticed its rough texture. He took a long drag from the can of pop he’d brought along.

Sean sat down and rested his back against the tree and pulled out his phone. He began writing his homework assignment. When he was finished writing a story about the senses, he opened social media but stopped. The prof’s words rang in his ears. She’s right, Sean. Just ponder being outside in such a beautiful place.

Sean inhaled deeply and smelled the tang in the autumn air. Presumably someone had a bonfire going. And Sean had the time of his life because he was present to his surroundings.

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