Friday, August 17, 2012

Mean Molly

Nobody messed with Molly McKay She was as tough as a well-done steak. The kids were all afraid of her. They ran away when they saw her coming. Molly was proud to be so tough, but she didn't have any friends. Still, she was proud and happy until the day she was neither proud nor happy any more.

It all started one day when Molly came to play at the playground. As she walked over to the swings, she saw a couple of girls from her class, Elizabeth Judd and Sarah Barrett. Sarah and Elizabeth were laughing, talking, and just generally seemed to be having a really good time. Molly smiled and approached them. She wanted to have a good time too.

As Molly approached, Sarah looked up and her eyes met Molly's. Sarah instantly stopped laughing and having a good time and froze. She looked at Molly with a look of horror. Then, she poked Elizabeth. Elizabeth looked up to yell at Sarah for interrupting her when she was talking. Instead, she also locked eyes with Molly. Elizabeth instantly stopped talking right in the middle of sentence. The two girls slid off the swings and quickly scampered away like little mice.

 Both Elizabeth and Sarah had good reason to be afraid of Molly. Many times Molly had pushed them down on the playground at school. Many times Molly had knocked their books out of their arms. Many times, Molly had pushed their papers off their desks.

"Elizabeth! Sarah! Come back now!" Molly demanded in her meanest voice. All that followed was the sound of the ground scrunching underfoot as the two girls hurried further away.

Molly looked to where the sound seemed to be coming from, but she did not see a sign of Elizabeth or Sarah. "Elizabeth! Sarah!" she called a little bit less meanly.

This time she didn't hear or see anything. She looked in a circle all around her, but she did not see a sign of either girl. "Elizabeth! Sarah!" she called a third time. By now, she was sounding desperate instead of mean. "Please come out! I just want to play with you." Tears began to fall silently down her checks but she quickly brushed them away. She had a reputation to maintain.

It was too late, Elizabeth and Sarah had already seen her cry. Elizabeth stepped out from behind some trees. "Be careful, Elizabeth." called a voice behind her. "It could be a trick. Maybe, she is just trying to lure us out so she can beat us up." Elizabeth ignored Sarah's warning and approached Molly. She walked right up to Molly and then, lost her courage a little bit and took a step back.

"Don't go." begged Molly.

"What is it that you want from us?" asked Elizabeth.

"I want to be your friend." replied Molly. "I want to talk with you. I want to laugh with you. I want to have fun like you have fun."

"Our friend?" replied Sarah in surprise stepping out from the trees to join Molly and Elizabeth. "How could you be our friend? You're mean. You push us down and knock our books out of our hands and push our papers off our desks! Everyone is afraid of you."

Suddenly, Molly didn't care about being tough at all. If being tough meant not having any friends and not having any fun, then Molly didn't want to be that way any more. "Please!" she said to the girls. "Please I want to be your friend."

Sarah frowned in disbelief, but Elizabeth said. "If you want to be our friend, you can't be mean to us any more."

"Okay. I won't." promised Molly.

"You won't?" asked Sarah in surprise. She didn't think it could possibly be that easy.

"I won't." Molly promised again.

"Let's give her a chance." suggested Elizabeth.

"Okay." replied Sarah, but she wasn't so sure it was a good idea.

They played together all afternoon. The swung on the swings. They slid down the slide. They dug in the sand. More importantly they talked and laughed and just generally had a good time, and Molly wasn't mean at all. At the end of the day, Molly said. "Thank you, Elizabeth. Thank you Sarah. I had a really good time today."

"Do you think we could play together again?" asked Molly.

"Sure, as long as you are not mean to us, we would love to be your friend." said Elizabeth and Sarah nodded in agreement.

Molly absolutely beamed with pleasure. She had a friend now. She had a real honest to goodness friend. In fact, she had two of them.

From that day on, she was never mean again at least not to Sarah and Elizabeth.

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