I had a little boy like that. He also loved the old Radio Shack back when it was actually parts in bins for building things instead of things already built, on shelves. Thrift shops can be wonderful if they aren't too heavily curated. Repair/restore and reuse! Now I want you to write this as a script for a movie. Perhaps the ten year old…
I had a little boy like that. He also loved the old Radio Shack back when it was actually parts in bins for building things instead of things already built, on shelves. Thrift shops can be wonderful if they aren't too heavily curated. Repair/restore and reuse!
Now I want you to write this as a script for a movie. Perhaps the ten year old rides to the store all knees and elbows and finds an old man there who also sees the "buy me" signs no one else can see... who invites him to a model builder's club and (astonishingly) his mother finally agrees to take him, oldsters and youngster connect... by the end of the movie the little boy, standing in the shop with his back to the viewer, next to an older man, turns and you discover the little boy has become the man, accompanied by his son, and the son is enthusiastically inviting another youngster to their next meeting. I realize only deft treatment of the characters would keep it from being trite but you've already hit the note!
Do I sound like my inner child is begging for more stories? Could be...
I had a little boy like that. He also loved the old Radio Shack back when it was actually parts in bins for building things instead of things already built, on shelves. Thrift shops can be wonderful if they aren't too heavily curated. Repair/restore and reuse!
Now I want you to write this as a script for a movie. Perhaps the ten year old rides to the store all knees and elbows and finds an old man there who also sees the "buy me" signs no one else can see... who invites him to a model builder's club and (astonishingly) his mother finally agrees to take him, oldsters and youngster connect... by the end of the movie the little boy, standing in the shop with his back to the viewer, next to an older man, turns and you discover the little boy has become the man, accompanied by his son, and the son is enthusiastically inviting another youngster to their next meeting. I realize only deft treatment of the characters would keep it from being trite but you've already hit the note!
Do I sound like my inner child is begging for more stories? Could be...
I'm going to put up the script Ken and I wrote that came close.
Here is where I tried to write "Whoo! Win!" Wherever that pops up it will be just random, but cheerful! Comments online can be just mazes...