Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  

Four Ways For A Christian Writer To Win A Publishing Package HERE



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

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

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.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



Share
how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Employment (01/26/12)

TITLE: Taxicabs and Locomotives
By Allen Povenmire
01/30/12


 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 ADD TO MY FAVORITES

He had served his country well during a period when evil threatened to take over all corners of the world. Serving in Guam, the Philippines, and in post-war Japan, John had come home from World War II with honor. Standing a gangly six feet, two inches tall, the home folk had even more reason to look up to him than his height. He returned to driving a cab as he’d done before the war and began to date a dark haired girl some five years his junior by the name of Juanita. They were quickly becoming an item and, one thing leading to another, John got up his nerve to ask a question one night while driving Juanita around town in the taxi.

“I don’t supposed you’d consider marrying me, would you?” He often spoke in a quizzical tone, making those around him chuckle.

“I suppose I would,” Juanita replied, mocking her husband-to-be’s tone..and that was that. Juanita was thrilled inside, but trying her best to match John’s nonchalance. Her mother, on the other hand, was not thrilled in the least bit at the aspect of John becoming her son-in-law. She had a dim view of men in general, having been abandoned by Juanita’s father during the depression to raise the infant Juanita and her five older brothers on her own.

John quickly knew that his job driving the taxi would not support himself and new wife, despite her extra income working part time at the local five-and-dime. He sought gainful employment here and there, but with an influx of men coming home from the war, jobs were scarce. The new couple struggled to make ends meet, and the new mother-in-law’s opinion of John wasn’t improving.

Then, a friend of a friend mentioned the railroad was taking on trainees and war veterans were being given special consideration. John quickly went down to the local depot and was granted an interview on the spot. He made the most of the situation. By the end of the meeting, he was selected for one of the new positions. After he’d completed a three week period of trainee trips, he would be hired full-time as a brakeman. His elation quickly faded when the railroad official told him, “You do realize that there is no pay for the trainee period...” No pay, for three weeks.

John went home, somewhat perplexed by his situation. He knew the railroad position was too good to pass up, but three weeks seemed like an eternity to a couple that were living virtually day to day. He and his new bride calculated how much money they needed to survive the three weeks. Fifty dollars would get them through, fifty dollars. He went to the bank, where he was met by an man that had known him since he was a young boy.

“There’s the war hero,” the banker said, thrusting out his hand to shake John’s. “What can I do for you?”

John explained his situation. The banker listened carefully, nodding his head understandingly.

"Sure, John, we can help you out. All we need is two co-signers, and the money’s yours.”

Two co-signers?? For fifty dollars? John felt a prideful indignation beginning to tighten his jaw.

“You mean I can risk my life for this country for the past 4 years and I’m not worth fifty dollars?” He got up and left the bank.

Pride can the toughest, most bitter pill to swallow, but John knew what he had to do. There was only one other source where he might be able to obtain the money. He drove himself out to a farm a few miles from town. Reluctantly knocking on the front door, he was met by a woman with a suspicious scowl creasing her weather-worn face.

He looked her in the eye and said, “Ma’am, I need to borrow fifty dollars so I can get a job on the railroad and provide your daughter with a better life.” He felt his jaw muscles tighten as his clenched his teeth after the last word had left his mouth.

My grandmother looked at my father with a little more respect that day, nodded, and went to get the money. His career on the railroad lasted the next 37 years, and his family wanted for nothing.


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 403 times
Member Comments
Member Date
CD Swanson 02/02/12
I loved this story. Thank you for this. God Bless~
Dannie Hawley 02/04/12
I loved the title as much as the article. You did a great job of telling the story.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 02/05/12
This was a great story. The beginning was a wonderful start. I could tell it was a true story. You did a nice job bringing the characters to life.

Have someone proof your stories to catch little things, like a needed comma or to write out numbers 1-10 (like in 4 years).
Be careful of things like using two question marks to show his disbelief. Instead show the reader with your words like: His eyebrows shot up and his mouth dropped as he blinked his eyes.

The ending was good. It left me with a warm feeling. You did a nice job of covering the topic while delivering a clear message to the reader.
Jody Day 02/07/12
Very good story and right on topic.

Perhaps more of the conflict between the MC and the future mother-in-law might have enhanced this good writing. You didn't need as much description setting up as you used.
Geoffrey johnstone02/07/12
I liked this story. I was a taxi driver and my father was a train driver.

It kept my interest right to the end.



marcella franseen 02/09/12
I thoroughly enjoyed this story. You did a great job capturing his hope, frustration, pride, and humility. Good job!
Charla Diehl 02/10/12
I enjoyed this story from start to finish and congratulate you on taking first place. Keep up the good writing and you'll be moving to the next level in no time.
CD Swanson 02/10/12
Congrats on your win!
God Bless~
Laura Manley02/21/12
This was a delightful story; one you should be proud of. I would suggest you proof your work more carefully before submission. I noted several places where words were left out. That said, your story was a delight to read. I look forward to reading other entries by you.