Mama always said, “You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.”
Back then I couldn’t understand why anybody would want to catch nasty old flies any more than I could figure out why someone would want to charm a snake – best just be leavin’ some things alone – but to each his own.
That’s another thing Mama said when somebody would go lookin’ down his nose on somebody else’s business, “To each his own.”
Mama’s gone now and I can still hear her words as she tried to teach me the ways of getting’ along in this ol’ world, only now it’s my voice sayin’ them, and my kids rollin’ their eyes at me.
I expect one day their kids will be lookin’ at them the same way.
This post is from the Five Sentence Fiction prompt “Charm.”