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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Persuasion (not about the book) (09/01/11)

TITLE: Ade-ville
By Hiram Claudio
09/03/11


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I had the strangest dream last night.

I was in an unusual little town. As I wandered into the main square, I spoke to a man who was standing there hanging up flyers.

“Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”

“Sure, you’re in Ade-ville.”

Something felt odd. The man seemed completely normal. But that’s what struck me. He looked okay. Everyone else passing by appeared a little off. He noticed the frightened expression on my face.

“Don’t be concerned. Ade-ville is a very unique place. Everyone here has a name that fits their personality. Oh, and all the last names end with ADE.”

“Really?”

“Yep. Take that man over there.”

He pointed to a nicely dressed gentleman who was telling anyone who would listen all he had done for the town.

“That’s our mayor, Arthur Accolade.”

Then he pointed to a man who was busy raking the town field. He was intense. He looked like what he was doing was critical to the survival of the planet.

“That’s Charles Crusade. He’s always championing something. Never just doing, everything he does it’s with the idea that he’s saving the world.”

“And the woman standing with him?”

“That’s his assistance, Betty Barricade. Good old Betty. She can find a reason to block anything she’s involved in.”

“Those two must enjoy working together.”

“Yeah well.”

The man continued to give me the lowdown on people. There was this very pretty woman who was leaving the market. He told me that she was always out looking for a husband and really wanted to settle down. Yet, when a man got ready to ask her to marry him, she’d change the subject. Her name was Evelyn Evade.

Then we saw a very angry looking man. He looked like he was about to explode. My guide told me he was Gregory Grenade and that he was very short tempered and not a good listener at all.

“What does he do here?”

“He’s the town magistrate.”

There was Hannah Handmade, an amazingly resourceful woman who could make anything out of anything. And Luna Lemonade, a kind and gentle soul who could turn any sour moment into something truly sweet.

“Really is an interesting place.”

“We call it home. Walk with me while I head back to my office for moment.”

We walked down the square and entered a church.

“Are you the pastor?”

“I am. I’m sorry, my name is Paul. Paul Persuade.”

“Uh-huh. Well pastor, it seems like you’ve quite a challenge with these folks.”

“Not so much. Yeah, each one is different but I see my work here as convincing them how much they’re alike.”

“How do you do that?”

“Well, first, all our names end in ‘ADE.’ With that, I remind them that our lives aren’t very different. We may travel unique paths but we’re all gonna end the same. When our lives are over, we’ll all stand before the Lord. Then, the differences won’t matter so much.”

“Interesting.”

“At that point, all that matters is how you face the Lord … as your Savior or as your Judge? In the end, we all face the same life question.”

“Huh … never saw it that way. I guess we really do have a lot in common.”

“We really do.”

We left the church and continued walking. As he explained the various people I noticed I saw them differently. He really had adjusted my thinking. We are more alike than I realized. I’d been … persuaded.

We approached a park and there was a very beautiful woman singing with people gathered around. She sang like an angel.

“Who’s that?”

“That’s Sarah Serenade. She does have a lovely voice doesn’t she?”

“I’d really like to meet her. Can you introduce me?”

“I can but you need to be careful. Sarah has been known to suffer from a split personality. She can change at any moment.”

“Change? Into who?”

“Well, into Sheila Switchblade.”

At that moment I woke up sweating. I will never have pepperoni sausage pizza that late at night ever again.


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CD Swanson 09/09/11
This was a clever and intersting story. I too have had dreams of that sort, at least you woke up prior to the "switch" Nice job. God Bless~
marcella franseen 09/11/11
A very unique dream and story. :) I like the message of how we are each unique, and yet, the same and, no matter who you are, one day you'll face your maker.
Virgil Youngblood 09/12/11
I enjoyed this creative take on the topic. Well done.
Linda Goergen09/13/11
Fascinating and imaginative read! Thoroughly enjoyed this beginning to end…such a creative take on the topic with a great message to boot! Great job!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/15/11
This is very clever and gave me a nice giggle while delivering an important message.

Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/15/11
Congratulations for ranking 6th in level 2!