Home Read What's New Join
My Account Login

Read Our Devotional             2016 Opportunities to be Published             Detailed Navigation

The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge



how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level


submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners

Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.



how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Taste (07/15/10)

By Ruth Brown


I felt eyes on us as we pulled into the village that evening. A sniper could hide anywhere in this soup. A chill danced on my spine. We'd never see them, but they could be there.
Dread clung to me like stink on a hog. I hated this part. Well, I guess I hated a slew of the parts of the job. My last gig ended with my ride blowing up and I wound up in a ditch. Considering all, maybe this job trumps it.

I killed the engine as we pushed the vehicle behind a building, and hunched down to wait for dawn.

A loud thud pulled my eyelids open. I turned to see three cotton tops with enlarged blue eyes pasted against my window, all six eyes were intent on me.
I fished around my head for the proper phrase, "Uh, Danke!."

All I got were loud snickers .

I replayed the sharp voice of my CO in my mind. No fraternizing with the enemy. Yeah, enemies, he couldn't mean innocent children the victims of the war.

"Pete, wake up. You know any German?"


"We got us some visitors 'bout the handsomest Germans I ever seen."

"Well,well, blonde headed boy pups!"

"By the way I know enough to know you said Thank You."

We grinned and they giggled.

"Guess they ain't afraid of two big tough yanks," Pete smirked.

"Kinder komen hier."

Three little faces whipped around with a start, "Komende Mutter."

"Kommen jetzt!" a woman's voice demanded.

"Their mama is upset and wants them, now,I think," I told Pete.

"Sounds like it."

I heard trucks headed our way. I raised my field glasses to see our unit thundering in to town. I was always glad to see them arrive, More hands made our somber job easier. Though nothing about marking and tagging our dead brothers could ever be easy.

That was our mission, Grave Registration. We pulled their dog tags to get their info and registered them, bagged them and loaded them on the trucks to be taken to a central location. There they were checked again and prepared to be sent home.

It had been a long day . The town crawled with troops. Little children ran through the streets. The whole village seemed relieved that Americans had come. The children looked hungry and tired but were still having fun.

I took a break outside our headquarters tent. I heard children running toward me yelling something.

"Kaugummi? Kaugummi?"

Hmm, Kau gummie ... gummi gum

Ohh. They saw me take out a stick of chewing gum. That's what they want.

Lucky for them, I had three packs in my pocket. Sometimes gum helped me lose the taste of death that clung to the air, and permeated every part of me.

I was plum tickled to see the three little tykes, that had eyed me earlier that morning, plus two more.

I pulled out a new pack. They hung on my every move like somethin' wonderful was happening.

I peeled off the red thread, real slow like. Man did I ever have them.

I pulled the sticks out and handed one to the first little guy.

He unwrapped it so carefully, even had to hold his little tongue just right. And then into his mouth .

I could tell when the first taste came. He got the biggest smile and let out a slurp and a giggle.

I had to grin. I handed off the rest of the gum, again to little looks of pure dee-light.

A voice from behind me said, "Private, what did you just do?"

"I gave the little fellars some chewing gum, Sir."

"You did, huh?"

"Yes Sir." I tried to reply respectfully.

"Private, you just lost your First Class stripe."


"That's right, I didn't stutter. You were fraternizing with the enemy."

All I could say back was,"Yes Sir," and saluted him.

Later, my buddy, Pete, asked me, "Paul would you do that over again?"

I laughed, "To see the look on those little faces? Oh yeah, in a heartbeat."

"No puny, gold stripe will ever be worth the joy of givin' pleasure to one of God's little children."

The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE

JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.

This article has been read 581 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Nancy Bucca07/22/10
I loved this cute little story. Unique, and interesting. And if I might add, Kaugummi is not for cows. Or were they drooling for a little too?
Linda Germain 07/23/10
Loved this lesson in the kind Christian integrity and character that should define a real man. Wondering if it's based on a true story?
Philippa Geaney 07/23/10
The story got me in! I found I alternated from war time tension to regret over the wasteful loss of life. I could smell the stench of death and salivate with the chewing gum being slurped in.
I stand in honour of the integrity of the MC.
Dee-Lightful story.
Judith Wolven07/25/10
enjoyed reading this because even tho it is quite a serious mission, it is the little things that get the soldiers thru these missions.
I can believe that that stripe was not worth the delight of the children.
good job
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 07/26/10
The first paragraph was so intense it drew me in immediately.

I must admit I did get lost a bit when the two soliders were talking. I had a hard time keeping it straight which one was who.

You did a great job telling me about a part of war I hadn't thought of before, gathering the bodies. It's important to keep telling these stories so that the world will fully understand how awful war can be.

However, the sweet ending brought a big smile to my face. You did a great job mingling the awful with the sweet.
Allison Egley 07/26/10
I agree... Definitely worth the demerit.

Some more tags near the beginning would have helped. I found myself a bit confused about who was who.

Great story. Love the kids. :)
AnneRene' Capp07/26/10
This was preciously touching to me. I have a heart for our honorable soldiers anyway, so loved how you showed just one man's compassion and tenderness in such an ugly invironment. Did my heart good!
PamFord Davis 07/28/10
Wonderful! You have a very creative gift!
Carol Penhorwood 07/29/10
A beautiful, sad, delightful story! So much emotion in this piece. It's a winner in MY book, for sure! Congratulations.
Nancy Sullivan 07/29/10
Congratulations on a great story and a needed reminder to keep our brave military in our thoughts and prayers.
Congratulations on your win.
God Bless.
Edy T Johnson 07/29/10
What a perfectly delightful story, Ruth! I could just see this playing out as if it were a movie. You write so very well. Congratulations on a most well deserved win.
Verna Cole Mitchell 07/30/10
wonderful, heartwarming story--beautifully written
Philippa Geaney 08/04/10
Pure delight that this story was recognised. Well done Ruth. Up you go!!!!