The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.

Hats Off

He tumbles, his small souvenir fez cap flying. The boy and his younger sister had been running down the cobblestones by the Archaeology Museum in Istanbul, dashing on ahead of their parents. After he falls, his tiny sister stops cold. She leans over her brother. He is slow to stand and holding the side of his head, but not crying. She is half his height, but leans down since he remains low to the ground. She tucks her souvenir over her ear–a headband made from a string of cloth flowers–then she collects her brother’s keepsake. The fez is dusted off in an instinctual swipe before she hands it over. She touches the uninjured side of his head just as he begins to feel the attention is too much. He chokes back tears as their parents finally approach, and lifts himself to stand tall. Still worried about her big brother, but somehow understanding the limits of an ego, the girl carefully follows, patting his elbow only when no one is looking.

–Istanbul, Turkey


5 comments on “Hats Off

  1. Steven Wordsmith Lincoln
    July 17, 2012

    Siblings are great, and they understand so much about each other without realizing they do. This is a nice story “collection”, as you say.

  2. journeyman1977
    November 25, 2012

    it’s awesome. you’re bringing back so many pleasant memories with this post. thank you.

  3. thenicethingaboutstrangers
    December 7, 2012

    Reblogged this on The Nice Thing About Strangers and commented:

    Spending time with my little brother. Reminded me of this pair in Istanbul.

  4. Zach
    December 7, 2012

    Nice pic! Great read

  5. ApplePieAndNapalm
    December 7, 2012

    As always, just beautiful. This is one of my favorite posts you’ve done. Outstanding job!

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