The Kettle

Dave Anthony
2 min readDec 27, 2022

A Pot of Inspiration for the New Year

Photo by Jan Canty on Unsplash

The water molecules glided over each other, in a fluid lazy motion.

Life was good in their settled community, the transparent jar they called home. There, they moved at their own pace.

They were not the most curious bunch of molecules, but sometimes they pressed their noses against the glass, wondering what was going on outside the confines of their crystal palace.

Confined, they were unable to explore the rest of the world, but generally they didn’t care to do so.

The water molecules were settled into their fixed familiar routine, and could not imagine living in any other circumstance.

One day, Festus uncorked the jar, poured all the water molecules into a kettle, placed the kettle on the stove, and turned the burner on.

The heat was something they had not felt before and it was almost unbearable.

The water molecules were moved to amplitudes of agitation, energy, and agony that they had neither experienced, nor imagined possible.

They thought, “Is this the end?”

Then a loud shrill sound pierced the quiet room, and like bats out of hell, in ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, and millions, the molecules flew away to heights that they had never envisioned.

The End

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If you liked this inspirational short, you may also want to read another of my stories, Rebirth.

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Dave Anthony

Intellectual Property Lawyer, Engineer, Story-Teller/Writer, Reader, Music Lover, Picture Watcher, Broke Father, Rich Daddy. Working on first novel.