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.”
