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Turning the Corner

This week, Pegman takes us to Cape Town, South Africa.

Feel free to stroll around the area using the Google street view and grab any picture you choose to include in your post.



Kelvin M. Knight

His feet itched. His feet sweated. He couldn’t scratch them though, not in these wellies.

These black, perfect-fitting wellies he’d been guided to upon first entering Cape Town. These wellies protected his feet. These wellies protected his soul. From the ravages of broken glass in these gutters. From all their broken hearts and broken lives.

Grimacing, he collected fragments from them all. Bits of their lives they no longer wanted, stuffed into black plastic sacks or crammed into cardboard boxes and hurled away. Gone forever, but not his forever, not for those who need it today and tomorrow.

Smiling, he sifted through their cast-offs. Humming, he made pillows out of their black plastic sacks, built homes out of their cardboard boxes. Singing, he left these on the street corners despite their wild-eyed looks, their finger-jabbing jeers.

‘Food be nice.’ He beamed. ‘Food, thanks be, everyone. Amen.’

(150 words)

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First and foremost I am a reader, then a storyteller. My reading tastes are eclectic. My writing can focus around the intimacy of closed settings and may tend towards characters who might be hiding something from themselves.

26 thoughts on “Turning the Corner

  1. Dear Kelvin,

    Stunning piece of writing. The repetition works well to bring a sense of urgency to the man in his endeavor. My own feet itched a bit at the reading. Well done.


    Rochelle who finally posted in Pegman

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  2. We live in such a wasteful nation and tend to look down upon those who do their best to reuse/recycle/repurpose. And here, as in most other countries, we have a character who has risen above and used refuse to survive. Great tale!

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  3. I felt the sweat and itch inside the wellies, having just worn a pair on a hike in the Amazon – one with a hole in the toe. You brought your character to life. I saw him picking through castoffs, making new from old, then offering them as gifts. Well done! And welcome to our merry band.

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  4. There’s always room for a story that gives wellies the prominence they deserve. It’s just as well your character has them; I suspect that if he went to the infirmary they’d turn him away for not having health insurance (apologies if you’re not familiar with Billy Connolly’s ditty).
    This is a cleverly written story. It can’t be easy to make a tale about a homeless person uplifting. Really well done.

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