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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: See (07/22/10)

TITLE: Savant of Savannah
By Mona Purvis
07/28/10


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The vintage ceiling fan whirled clunky and slow, most likely off course for as long as the two in orange jumpsuits had been breathing. No one seemed to notice; all eyes were fixed towards the front.

“All rise! Judge Didi Reelydoit presiding!”

Gasps escaped from those who had never had the occasion of witnessing the lady judge whose flame-red hair covered her black robe almost to her knees. Her dramatic affectation cloaked a secret all the locals of Savannah knew. Judge Didi Reelydoit was a savant.

The court was in session this hot, humid day in August with a most common case of thievery. Two young boys had been charged with stealing watermelons. Farmer Russell Sprout had given eyewitness testimony how he had witnessed the deed. Standing up on the witness stand he shouted and wagged his finger at Lou Pohl and his brother Tad.

“I seen these two troublemakers run from my fields and I tell you it ain't the first time neither! Judge, you gotta do somethin 'fore they steal me blind!”

“I object, your honor, ma'am! He's intimidating my clients by his shouting and pointing fingers. These are fine young men and I intend to prove they are as innocent as a bride in June.”

Attorney Rex Easley knew his way around a courtroom almost as well as he knew his way around most Savannah bedrooms.

The prosecution attorney was on his feet and ready to do battle. Never one to accept losing a case, Attorney Gil T. Azell, vigorously loosened his tie as he stared angrily at the judge.

“We have eyewitness testimony, Judge! Russell saw them do it!”

The fall of the gavel quieted them all. Judge Didi Reelydoit looked at the two young boys sitting calmly at the defense table.

“Rex, do you have evidence to refute Russell's sworn testimony? Witnesses?”

“As a matter of fact I do, Judge. I call Lou Pohl to the stand.”

Tad punched his older brother who had failed to hear his name called. Lou was like that. He could tune out anything and anyone.

Lou stood slowly and walked to the front, putting his hand on the Bible and swearing to tell the truth. The coarse feed sack shirt was tucked into pants that were a couple sizes too large. Lou turned and faced the judge instead of looking at the gathered crowd or attorneys.

“Lou, tell the court how old you are.”

“Sixteen, last June sir.”

“And Tad, how old is he?”

“Fourteen. He'll be fifteen in December.”

“Now, Lou, I'm going to ask you a very important question and I want you to tell the truth. This is a court of law and truth is what justice is all about.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You heard Farmer Sprout tell this court he saw you and Tad stealing his watermelons. The evidence against you boys is his eyewitness testimony. He knows what he saw. So, someone's lying. Tell the court, is Farmer Sprout lying, son?”

Lou turned and looked at Farmer Sprout. “No sir, he's not lying. Farmer Sprout's a good hard-working man and treats his family real nice. He's no liar. But, we didn't steal his watermelons.”

“Can you explain to this court what he saw?”

“Well, he saw me and Tad alright. That's true. We was in his fields. Tad and me, well we been eatin' watermelons up there for years. It's the best ground in the county for growin' melons. We break open a ripe melon to get the seeds out, so to speak. Course, we eat the melon, wouldn't want to waste it. Then we put the seeds back in the ground like the Good Book says. You know, unless it falls into the ground and dies...if it dies it brings forth much fruit.

“And you've been doing this for years? Growing your own watermelons in Farmer Sprout's fields?”

“Yes, sir. Real good ones, too.”

“Your Honor, I rest my case. What some may see as thieves sitting before us, I choose to see as planters of seeds and I pray you will as well.”

Lou and Tad have a clean record to this day. Lou became pastor of the local Baptist Church that was built on land donated by Farmer Sprout. Tad is off on foreign soil, telling others about Jesus.

I guess you can say both are still sowing seeds.


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Beth LaBuff 07/30/10
You, my friend, are a MASTER with names! LOL! "Didi Reelydoit! And ya gotta just love farmer, Russell Sprout! …and the rest! What a riot! You kept me guessing in this. :) I totally enjoyed your story and the end with the brothers "sowing seeds." Wonderful writing!
Lizzy Ainsworth07/30/10
Great story, kept me interested all the way through. Had to be some way that they were not stealing. Love it when people come up with something a little left field.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/01/10
This was well done. I so enjoyed how the lawyer showed the boys' innocence. I could see everything clearly in my mind's eye.
Laury Hubrich 08/02/10
Love this story! Good writing. Very clever:)
Rachel Phelps08/02/10
Awesome! I love your word play with the names. Great!
AnneRene' Capp 08/03/10
Definitely entertaining, clever and fun!
Shirley McClay 08/04/10
Wow... this was super creative! Very fun to read. I had to read it again to catch all the play on the names.
Mariane Holbrook08/04/10
My coffee spurted through my nose when I read "Guilty Azell"! LOL How fun! I loved every word of it!
Lollie Hofer 08/04/10
Do you know what part I enjoyed the most about this story, besides all of it of course? It was imagining you at the computer writing this, chuckling, even letting out a few snorts as well. You must have had the best time writing this story. And the fun doesn't stop there...you get to imagine us reading your story, chuckling, even letting out a few snorts as well. This was just plain FUN!
Verna Cole Mitchell 08/04/10
As a lover of words, I found this pure delight--so clever--a winner for me!
Cheryl Harrison 08/04/10
I laughed at Russell Sprout, then I realized you have a talent with creative names. I couldn't wait until I came across another name in this one. Good job!
Edmond Ng 08/04/10
Very interesting read! We reap what we sow, and that's not stealing, even if it is planted in borrowed ground. Glad the way the story ended with both still sowing seeds.
Verna Cole Mitchell 08/05/10
Congratulations on your EC---so well deserved!
Beth LaBuff 08/05/10
Mona... super congrats on your level placing and Editor's Choice with this wonderfully entertaining story!
Laury Hubrich 08/05/10
Congratulations!!!
Angela M. Baker-Bridge08/07/10
Well done, very orginal, and so much fun! Congratulations.