Here’s another writing prompt provided by Six Sentences about an old chimney-sweeper’s everyday life.
A SOOT FILLED LIFE
By: Katya Szewczuk
A chimney-sweeper’s life was always filled with soot. Gregory Gutters swabbed the inside of Mrs. Marigold’s chimney until it shinned beneath the brilliant sunlight, and felt as hungry as a galley slave. Down the village’s street, he saw a horde of bustling children crowded round a picnic basket, shoveling white-bread, salami and ham sandwiches with juicy, green pickles into their dribbling mouths. Gregory Gutters stomach growled and he hoisted down the chimney to reach the busy street where he asked a rowdy, buggy boy for one delightful sandwich. He was pleased when the boy presented him with the double-decker and was about to enjoy the succulent, sour tastes when he noticed soot had blanketed the sandwich like a dark, grimy shadow. He laughed and said, “A chimney-sweeper’s life is always filled with soot.”