I took a sip from my glass of whiskey, looked at her. We were sitting in my living room.
“So… that’s your side of the story?” I asked her. Stared at her. She wouldn’t look at me.
“It is…” she replied.
I took another sip, swirled the whiskey in my glass.
“I don’t believe you.” I answered coldly.
Charlotte
I offer you a tale of broken dreams. A tale of youthful expectations of the niave mind. A boy ventures into art because he knows nothing else. This boy thinks “Everyone needs logos and brochures, what a great job opportunity…”
Aaron Sullivan
lizards tell tall tales. Like Ike the lizard that lived in the block of flats in Hillbrow. He told Mervin his next door neighbour who’s like 81 in the shade, that he’s truned veggie. Ja.. he doesn’t eat flies or
toni
A tale of ravenous creatures. They didn’t see them coming but that didn’t mean they were there. No-one could find the shovel but someone seemed to be letting a long, excrutiating fart. But the tale kept going. As did the non-existing creatures.
Kevin Hansen
i don’t really know how to write a tale. aren’t they supposed to be like fairytales or something? happy ending and all? nothing ever happens like that…but it would be really cool…
kelly
ah so tale is today’s word… now I get it where were we – oh yes my family’s tale. The story of us only each teller, takes the tale told to her – and makes it her own. So really its the story of I. Me. THis tale is my tale. and i choose not to start atthe beginning, I choose to
luli
as long as she can remember there was the tale… from her grandmother’s first distracted telling to the embellished ramblings of her aunts – the tale was the winding thread that wrapped around their ankles and bound them together.
Luli
tales are an interesting way of carrying the cultures forward , its almost like a discovery of essence . tales appeal to young and old and have a way of staying in memory for a long time , the moment you are into something very significant they pop up and surprise you . tale of two cities was a lovely novel . I remember when i was young my grandma used to tell one story every day and dont understand but we never tired of hearing it , the moral of the story was that wisdom and intelligence wins .
i love sharing tales to drive home a point , it never fails to impact
lets continue the process of positive tales and cocreate new cultures
sushma sharma
Tales are interesting. We all grow up listening different tales and that’s how we expand our experience horizon.
Fairy tales are what make up your childhood and then you move on to something more complex.
But you always like to hear them.
Rajesh
Story, long and short, fairy, unpredictable familiar, moralistic, fun, communication through generations, historical, legends
Amanda Darroch
a long tale about how one day a princess got stuck in a tower and a prince had to save her from the dragons knocking at her door. and she ran down and got eaten by them, that was the end of the tale. there was another about three old trolls who lived under a bridge, and all they did all day was eat brocolli with grated cheese. they smelt pretty bad and everyone ran away from them. until they discovered chicken wings. then people flocked
eliza kit
and so it is i have to end my tale on such a sad note but it cannot be helped. there never was any hope for any of us, we were doomed before we set off on our quest but despite all the pain i dont regret anything
theman
a tall tale lake fiery by night, under the willows, starlight bright. two lovers locked in kiss, two lovers who knew they’d miss, sitting under the willow by night , starlight, making up their tale.
sean
So here we were sitting around drinking and someone had to say, well lets have a tale told. God we all groaned, why now, we were all enjoying being pissed and just slouching around and then Janice turned and said “OK”, here I go, I’ve got a tale to tell and I’m going to tell it. I rolled my eyes at the guy next to me. But here we go, it’s happening.
“Well” said Janice in that sell satisfied little voice that she liked to use when she had an audience.
Sukey
This is a tale about a young boy who was a goat, he lived in a hunt with seven children at the age of seven and liked to tell tall tales to his friends. He ate cottage cheese one day and got really bad diarrhea!
Lauren
the tale you told doesn’t bear up to scrutiny, madam. no seventeen year-old girl needs that amount of mayonnaise for a ‘really big tuna sandwich.’ no-one does.
And why did those people at your party look so shocked?
Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong as a parent…
tom
my dog has a tail. his tail tells many tales. i think i do not know what this word really mean i hate hate hate this…. i dont know what else to write about this word. i cannot think of anything even though i am not suppose to think about writing i still am. last sentence is this which is nothing.
adrienne
The confusion was awful. Moreover it was a marketing disaster. Someone somewhere had failed to dot the ‘i’s and cross the ‘t’s . The tate was ruined! The tale unbelievable.
Article Dan
i once hear a tall tale about a giant and his beloved bride. his bride was not a giant, no she was a mere human. their lvoe was forbbidden but still they wed anyway. on the eve of their wedding the womans villagers came upon the giants castle. fearing that she had been kiddnapped against her will, they moved upon the castle with full force.
lou labelle
everyone one has a tale, their story, completely unique. do i want to share mine? do i want to get that personal? i make it look easy when i tell people all the things that have happened in my life but its not. it’s tough. so many things race through my head. What do they think of me now? why am i saying this? the truth is everyone wants to be heard. we as a species have this need to connect to one another, the drive to do so is at times impossible to resist.
Doug
everyone one has a tale, their story, completely unique. do i want to share mine? do i want to get that personal? i make it look easy when i tell people all the things that have happened in my life but its not. it’s tough. so many things race through my head. What do they think of me now? why am i saying this? the truth is everyone wants to be heard. we as a species have this need to connect to one another, the drive to do so is at times impossible to resist.
Doug
A long long tale usually end with a very short answer. The tale about the roadblock is a very good example. It ended when he crashed into it.
Perry
Tale sounds like tail which is what most animals have, except humans who are also technically animals. Dolphins and Chimps have the closest intelligence levels to Humans, but apparently there is an parrot which can speak as well as a man.
lloyd
once upon a time i was living in a nice town and i was sitting at home listening to music. i clicked the “go” button on this lovely site called oneword.com and it just so happened that the word “tale” popped up. i then decided to tell a tale of how this all came to be.
megan :D
tell a tale of ale,
and of ivy league and yale
i’m taking you with me, jail
a-when i go.
kerplunk
it’s funny how a tale can go, You can make it up or re tell a tale that has actually happened, but have we not aleready made up the happening in any case, so if erthing is made up, then what is the tale that needs to be told? just that, you can make your own tale reality.
orlagh
i can tell you a tale, and an interesting tale it is. It is a tale of what happened to me on my way home from school a while ago. Quite a few weeks actually. I had walked the long way because it was sunny & i had no rush to get home & then i was at the path which is the boring path not the nice sunny woody path &
bex
ive done this one! :D
LJBizzle
When you do not have a remote server, this is your answer to heaven!!!
KayceeHelps
A Tale of Two Cities. So many tales the world could tell, each person telling his own story and adding it to the novel of mankind. It’s a remarkable web, and composes so many perspectives which a single individual could never understand. A Tale of Eternity.
Grace A.
tell it she told her ,but that harlot only knew the stench of lies wrapped up like a pig in the blanket of gutteral filth, which is it seems all I resort to with my cherry trifle as I watch the sunset from alcatraz ahahha
joel
the tale of two souls..???
tale..can also be para-rhymed with tail..???
tale tale tale..??
hmmmmmm?
like a story..but can also be a lie
tell-tales
when you fib??
tell me a story!!! :D:D
i liek tales..th word reminds me of aesops fables”! hahaa :D:D:D:D
is this a fairy tale, or any other tale. what does this mean, is it fiction or reality. do want a definition of this word or how does it make you feel. I feel interested
sanjo
The story goes on through time. The ending has never come and neither will it. It is the story of time. Of every man, woman and child. Everything is recorded in the tale of the world and nothing is omitted. It is the tale of the world itself.
lily
a tale or a tail?
who is to tell?
tell me tall one a tale that I can sell
for if I can sell your tall tale
I will sail my tail across the world
and surely have my own tale to tell
eric
tall tale. paul bunyan. babe the blue ox. what a pair. 20 million pancakes, oceans of syrup. for what? american consumption at its max.
travis huss
there was a tale about a young woman. she lived in a village far far away from everything else. everyday she would pick berries and apples to make pies. the pies were magical pies…that could cure anyone of sadness. she dropped them off at homes where she sensed
vanessa
tale..
sounds more to me like a old mystery that some old farmer tells. or it could easly me misconstruged as a tail of a fox and little kids co
geoff
it was a tale of love. a tale of vision. she only could speak three words. she could only spit out three names. love is a verse, hate is a chorus. this song goes on repeat.
lovisa
A tale of two cities is the easiest thing to write here. When you weave a merry tale, the children listen closely, the adults roll their eyes, and you make a tiny bit of history come alive and get preserved. Have you a tale that can’t be told?
I took a sip from my glass of whiskey, looked at her. We were sitting in my living room.
“So… that’s your side of the story?” I asked her. Stared at her. She wouldn’t look at me.
“It is…” she replied.
I took another sip, swirled the whiskey in my glass.
“I don’t believe you.” I answered coldly.
I offer you a tale of broken dreams. A tale of youthful expectations of the niave mind. A boy ventures into art because he knows nothing else. This boy thinks “Everyone needs logos and brochures, what a great job opportunity…”
lizards tell tall tales. Like Ike the lizard that lived in the block of flats in Hillbrow. He told Mervin his next door neighbour who’s like 81 in the shade, that he’s truned veggie. Ja.. he doesn’t eat flies or
A tale of ravenous creatures. They didn’t see them coming but that didn’t mean they were there. No-one could find the shovel but someone seemed to be letting a long, excrutiating fart. But the tale kept going. As did the non-existing creatures.
i don’t really know how to write a tale. aren’t they supposed to be like fairytales or something? happy ending and all? nothing ever happens like that…but it would be really cool…
ah so tale is today’s word… now I get it where were we – oh yes my family’s tale. The story of us only each teller, takes the tale told to her – and makes it her own. So really its the story of I. Me. THis tale is my tale. and i choose not to start atthe beginning, I choose to
as long as she can remember there was the tale… from her grandmother’s first distracted telling to the embellished ramblings of her aunts – the tale was the winding thread that wrapped around their ankles and bound them together.
tales are an interesting way of carrying the cultures forward , its almost like a discovery of essence . tales appeal to young and old and have a way of staying in memory for a long time , the moment you are into something very significant they pop up and surprise you . tale of two cities was a lovely novel . I remember when i was young my grandma used to tell one story every day and dont understand but we never tired of hearing it , the moral of the story was that wisdom and intelligence wins .
i love sharing tales to drive home a point , it never fails to impact
lets continue the process of positive tales and cocreate new cultures
Tales are interesting. We all grow up listening different tales and that’s how we expand our experience horizon.
Fairy tales are what make up your childhood and then you move on to something more complex.
But you always like to hear them.
Story, long and short, fairy, unpredictable familiar, moralistic, fun, communication through generations, historical, legends
a long tale about how one day a princess got stuck in a tower and a prince had to save her from the dragons knocking at her door. and she ran down and got eaten by them, that was the end of the tale. there was another about three old trolls who lived under a bridge, and all they did all day was eat brocolli with grated cheese. they smelt pretty bad and everyone ran away from them. until they discovered chicken wings. then people flocked
and so it is i have to end my tale on such a sad note but it cannot be helped. there never was any hope for any of us, we were doomed before we set off on our quest but despite all the pain i dont regret anything
a tall tale lake fiery by night, under the willows, starlight bright. two lovers locked in kiss, two lovers who knew they’d miss, sitting under the willow by night , starlight, making up their tale.
So here we were sitting around drinking and someone had to say, well lets have a tale told. God we all groaned, why now, we were all enjoying being pissed and just slouching around and then Janice turned and said “OK”, here I go, I’ve got a tale to tell and I’m going to tell it. I rolled my eyes at the guy next to me. But here we go, it’s happening.
“Well” said Janice in that sell satisfied little voice that she liked to use when she had an audience.
This is a tale about a young boy who was a goat, he lived in a hunt with seven children at the age of seven and liked to tell tall tales to his friends. He ate cottage cheese one day and got really bad diarrhea!
the tale you told doesn’t bear up to scrutiny, madam. no seventeen year-old girl needs that amount of mayonnaise for a ‘really big tuna sandwich.’ no-one does.
And why did those people at your party look so shocked?
Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong as a parent…
my dog has a tail. his tail tells many tales. i think i do not know what this word really mean i hate hate hate this…. i dont know what else to write about this word. i cannot think of anything even though i am not suppose to think about writing i still am. last sentence is this which is nothing.
The confusion was awful. Moreover it was a marketing disaster. Someone somewhere had failed to dot the ‘i’s and cross the ‘t’s . The tate was ruined! The tale unbelievable.
i once hear a tall tale about a giant and his beloved bride. his bride was not a giant, no she was a mere human. their lvoe was forbbidden but still they wed anyway. on the eve of their wedding the womans villagers came upon the giants castle. fearing that she had been kiddnapped against her will, they moved upon the castle with full force.
everyone one has a tale, their story, completely unique. do i want to share mine? do i want to get that personal? i make it look easy when i tell people all the things that have happened in my life but its not. it’s tough. so many things race through my head. What do they think of me now? why am i saying this? the truth is everyone wants to be heard. we as a species have this need to connect to one another, the drive to do so is at times impossible to resist.
everyone one has a tale, their story, completely unique. do i want to share mine? do i want to get that personal? i make it look easy when i tell people all the things that have happened in my life but its not. it’s tough. so many things race through my head. What do they think of me now? why am i saying this? the truth is everyone wants to be heard. we as a species have this need to connect to one another, the drive to do so is at times impossible to resist.
A long long tale usually end with a very short answer. The tale about the roadblock is a very good example. It ended when he crashed into it.
Tale sounds like tail which is what most animals have, except humans who are also technically animals. Dolphins and Chimps have the closest intelligence levels to Humans, but apparently there is an parrot which can speak as well as a man.
once upon a time i was living in a nice town and i was sitting at home listening to music. i clicked the “go” button on this lovely site called oneword.com and it just so happened that the word “tale” popped up. i then decided to tell a tale of how this all came to be.
tell a tale of ale,
and of ivy league and yale
i’m taking you with me, jail
a-when i go.
it’s funny how a tale can go, You can make it up or re tell a tale that has actually happened, but have we not aleready made up the happening in any case, so if erthing is made up, then what is the tale that needs to be told? just that, you can make your own tale reality.
i can tell you a tale, and an interesting tale it is. It is a tale of what happened to me on my way home from school a while ago. Quite a few weeks actually. I had walked the long way because it was sunny & i had no rush to get home & then i was at the path which is the boring path not the nice sunny woody path &
ive done this one! :D
When you do not have a remote server, this is your answer to heaven!!!
A Tale of Two Cities. So many tales the world could tell, each person telling his own story and adding it to the novel of mankind. It’s a remarkable web, and composes so many perspectives which a single individual could never understand. A Tale of Eternity.
tell it she told her ,but that harlot only knew the stench of lies wrapped up like a pig in the blanket of gutteral filth, which is it seems all I resort to with my cherry trifle as I watch the sunset from alcatraz ahahha
the tale of two souls..???
tale..can also be para-rhymed with tail..???
tale tale tale..??
hmmmmmm?
like a story..but can also be a lie
tell-tales
when you fib??
tell me a story!!! :D:D
i liek tales..th word reminds me of aesops fables”! hahaa :D:D:D:D
whoop! for tales! XD
TAAAALLLLLEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
is this a fairy tale, or any other tale. what does this mean, is it fiction or reality. do want a definition of this word or how does it make you feel. I feel interested
The story goes on through time. The ending has never come and neither will it. It is the story of time. Of every man, woman and child. Everything is recorded in the tale of the world and nothing is omitted. It is the tale of the world itself.
a tale or a tail?
who is to tell?
tell me tall one a tale that I can sell
for if I can sell your tall tale
I will sail my tail across the world
and surely have my own tale to tell
tall tale. paul bunyan. babe the blue ox. what a pair. 20 million pancakes, oceans of syrup. for what? american consumption at its max.
there was a tale about a young woman. she lived in a village far far away from everything else. everyday she would pick berries and apples to make pies. the pies were magical pies…that could cure anyone of sadness. she dropped them off at homes where she sensed
tale..
sounds more to me like a old mystery that some old farmer tells. or it could easly me misconstruged as a tail of a fox and little kids co
it was a tale of love. a tale of vision. she only could speak three words. she could only spit out three names. love is a verse, hate is a chorus. this song goes on repeat.
A tale of two cities is the easiest thing to write here. When you weave a merry tale, the children listen closely, the adults roll their eyes, and you make a tiny bit of history come alive and get preserved. Have you a tale that can’t be told?