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Six Sentence Story: Resolve

I'm linking up again with Six Sentence Stories.  This week's prompt is "resolve."  Being brave takes great resolve, as demonstrated by my daughter in this story, based on fact:

Everything had been so much fun, until she fell from the shoulders of the "tween" girl and hit the dirt ground, face first.  Suddenly, the church campout was over for her family, and she found herself involuntarily in the car on the way to the emergency room.  

"Mommy, my mouth hurts," she stoically stated, for she had vowed to herself not to cry.    

"I know, honey, and it will probably hurt for a day or two, but then will feel better," said the mom, wondering if stitches would be required to staunch the flow of blood. 

As nurses flushed out the little girl's mouth with water, and dirt and gravel came out, the mom suddenly realized what a trooper her daughter was.  

Without the foreign objects embedded in her gums, the girl could report, "Mommy, my mouth feels better now!"

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Thanks for strong children.

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  1. OUCH! what a trooper is right! HOLY COW! Poor KIDDO! Makes my mouth hurt just thinking about it.

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    1. I felt so bad, when I realized I had told her it would hurt for days! I had no idea what level of pain she was talking about.

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  2. This true story illustrates once again that children are so amazingly resilient, and able to deal with things that happen as long as they have love and support. Your daughter certainly had a hard day and a sore mouth from that experience, and yet she showed courage. That attitude is going to serve her well in life, and I have no doubt you have taught her through your example.

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  3. ewww (visual: whatever that physical motion that pulls the lips over the teeth in a protective manner)
    well, imo, one of the challenges of Six Sentence Stories is to create (or relate) something in six sentences that engages and/or draws in the Reader
    well done!
    (still, 'ewww')

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  4. Ouch is right! She really was being brave. Another good story!

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  5. So brave. As a Mom I know your pain and resolve to be positive, hurt just as much as her mouth.

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    1. It is hard to see your children in pain, isn't it?

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