Thursday, May 22, 2014

Mila's Busy Morning

Mila Dunphy woke up and sleepily opened her eyes. She glanced at the clock. "Oh no." she exclaimed hurriedly trying to get out of bed. It was 8:00 in the morning, and she had to go to school at 8:30. She tried to get out of bed, but she found herself all tangled up in her sheets and fluffy blanket. She tried to unravel herself but end up toppling onto the floor where she was finally able to untangle herself.

Mila looked over at the chair in front of her pink wooden desk where she would normally find her clothes for the day neatly laid out, but there was nothing there. She quickly lay down on the floor beside her desk and looked under the it to make sure that her clothes hadn't fallen underneath, but there was nothing there either. She went into her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and put them on. They were too tight. Mila could barely breath. She took them off and pulled on another pair. That pair immediately fell down. Mila didn't really have time to look for a belt so she took that pair off too. She took out a third pair and thankfully that pair fit perfectly.

Next, Mila went over to her dresser and took out  a blue flowered shirt. No sooner had she put it on when she happened to glance in the mirror. She saw there was a giant chocolate stain across the middle of the shirt. She took it off and put on purple and white striped shirt instead.

Mila went to her dresser drawer and starting looking for a pair of socks. She started throwing socks down on the floor until she finally found a pair that went together. It was a bright blue pair. She decided to wear one purple sock and one white sock instead. Nobody was going to see her socks under her pants anyway.

Mila put on her favorite black shoes but then she couldn't remember if it was a gym day or not. Just to be on the safe side, she decided she better wear her sneakers. She looked in her closet on her wire shoe rack for her pink and gray sneakers but she couldn't find them. She got down on her hands and knees and looked all over her closet but still couldn't find them. She left the closet and quickly began looking all over her room. She finally found one sneaker under the bed and the other one behind her door. She quickly put on her shoes and tied the laces.

Mila rushed into the bathroom and put toothpaste on her toothbrush. It came out of the tube quickly, too quickly, and she ended up having to clean a gooey blue mess of toothpaste off the bathroom counter. Some of the toothpaste got on her shirt so she hurried back into her room and took it off and put on a yellow shirt instead. She went back into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. When she was spitting the toothpaste out she spilled some of the water on her shirt, and she had to go back into her room and change her shirt yet again. This time she put on a shirt with a big pink heart on it.

Mila went back into the bathroom and brushed her hair and put it up in a ponytail. When she looked in the mirror, it looked really messy so she took it out and started over again. When she finally got her ponytail right, she put in a couple of gold clips to keep her bangs out of her eyes. One of them immediately slid out, and she had to put it in again.

When Mila was finally satisfied with her hair, she went back into her room. She looked for her backpack. She was supposed to leave it by the front door on school nights, but she usually didn't. She went downstairs and found her backpack on the living room couch. She put it by the front door and took her jean jacket out of the hall closet and put it there too.

Mila went into the kitchen to grab something to eat before she had to leave. She wondered why it was so quiet as she quickly swallowed down a peanut butter granola bar and gulped down a cup of milk. She guessed she wasn't the only one running late this morning.

Mila wondered where her mother was and was just about to go upstairs and look for her when her mother appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was surprised to see that her mother was not dressed for the day but wore a yellow robe and a pair of pink fluffy slippers. "Good morning." Mila greeted her mother cheerfully.

"Good morning." replied her mother. She looked at Mila with a puzzled look. "What are you doing up?" she asked Mila in confusion.

"What do you mean what am I doing up?" asked Mila. She glanced quickly up at the clock on the microwave. It was 8:25. "It's late already. I have to leave for school in five minutes."

Mila's mother shook her head."No you don't.'" she replied.

Now, it was Mila's turn to be confused. "What!?" she exclaimed.

"It's Saturday." explained her mother.

"Oh." replied Mila. She sighed wearily. Then, she hurried back upstairs to go back to bed.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Shira Doesn't Share

Shira Bohannon did not like to share. When she was little, it was kind of cute and funny the way she was always grabbing her toys away from other kids and running off. When she was older it was not so cute anymore. Of course, she no longer took her toys and ran off with them. However, she still had ways of keeping her toys to herself.

"This Barbie is brand-new." she told her best friend Honi Ellis when they were having a playdate. She carefully took the doll out of her friend's hand.

"My art supplies are almost used up." she told  her cousin another time when the poor girl had the nerve to want to color with Shira's crayons.

Of course, her reluctance to share did not help Shira's social life. She went from having a lot of friends to having a few friends to having one really great best friend Honi. Honi was a true and loyal best friend, of course, it helped that they spent most of their time either playing outside or at Honi's house.  Honi was a good friend to Shira, and Shira was not nearly as grateful as she should have been to have a friend like  her. She just assumed Honi would always be there. Until, one day, she wasn't.

Shira was outside sitting on the front porch looking at a comic book when out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a pink and green bicycle go by. 'That's funny' she thought. 'Honi has a pink and green bicycle, but she told me she has to run errands with her mother today so it can't be her.' When she look up and saw the purple ribbon tied to the back of the bicycle seat, she knew it was Honi's bike. There couldn't be two pink and green bicycles with purple ribbons tied to the back of the seat. There just couldn't! She ran down near the street and ran along the sidewalk chasing after the bike calling "Hey, Honi!"

The bicycle abruptly pulled over to the side  of the road and stopped. Honi got off and took off her helmet and looked around. She turned bright red when she saw Shira. She quickly looked away from Shira and looked down at the ground. "Oh, hi Shira." she said while still staring at the ground.

"Don't you 'Oh hi, Shira, me!" exclaimed Shira angrily. "I thought you told me you had errands to run with your Mom today."

"We got done early." replied Honi, but she still wasn't really looking Shira in the face. Shira could tell she wasn't telling the truth. She frowned at Honi as Honi glanced up at her for a minute. Honi sighed. "I'm going to Maeve Crowley's house." she admitted finally. Then, she quickly looked away again. Maeve Crowley was a new girl in their class.

"Maeve Crowley?" repeated Shira full of hurt and confusion about why Honi didn't want to play with her. After all, wasn't Honi her best friend. What did Maeve Crowley have that she didn't have?

"She has a Barbie Dream House." replied Honi quickly as if in answer to Shira's unasked question.

Now, Shira was thoroughly confused and even more hurt. "I have a Barbie Dream House." she said in case Honi had forgotten.

"She lets other people play with her Barbie Dream House." explained Honi. "

"Is she going to be your best friend now?"

"No. I mean I don't know. I mean I gotta go now she's expecting me." replied Honi quickly putting back on her helmet, hopping back on her bike, and speeding off down the street leaving Shira starring after her.

Even after that, Shira still didn't want to share her toys. Honi started spending more and more time playing with Maeve. When Shira asked her about it, she made up excuses until finally one day when Shira cornered her at school, she said. "Look Shira. I like you. I really do. You have always been my best friend, but it's not so fun to watch somebody else play with their toys all the time, and it is not so fun to share toys with somebody who doesn't want to share their toys too."

That day after school, Shira came in the house, threw her bookbag down on the floor and raced up the stairs. "Shira!" called her mother angrily. "Do we just walk in the door and throw our things on the floor?" "Shira!" she repeated when Shira didn't reply. When Shira still didn't reply, Mommy came upstairs after her. "Shira," she said she was about to yell at Shira when she noticed Shira was lying on her bed crying. "What's wrong, baby?" she asked sitting down on the bed beside Shira. At first, Shira just looked at her mother sadly and continued crying but eventually the whole story came pouring out.

After Shira finished talking, her mother nodded thoughtfully. "It seems to me, you have a decision to make." she replied.

"I do?" asked Shira through her tears.

Her mother nodded. "Yes." she replied. "You have to decide whether it is more important to keep your toys to yourself or have friends to play with."

Shira bit her lip. She really loved her toys, and she really didn't like to share, but it was no fun playing alone every day.

Just then, she heard laughter outside. She jumped up and went over to the window. She saw Honi and Maeve running down the sidewalk. She quickly ran down the stairs and ran outside to catch them before they disappeared down the street. "Honi! Maeve!" she called waving to them. Honi and Maeve stopped and turned around to face her waiting for her to say something.

"Do you want to play Disney Princess dolls with me?" asked Shira eagerly hoping they would say yes. She had the whole set of Disney Princess dolls, and she knew that Honi loved them.

Maeve nodded excitedly and started to reply, but Honi shook her head. "Do you mean do we want to watch you play with your Disney Princesses?" said Honi frowning. "I don't think so." She started to turn away and head back down the street, beckoning for Maeve to come with her but Shira stopped them by touching Honi's arm.

"Please!" said Shira. "I really want to play with you. I'll let you be Belle." she said to Honi. "And Maeve can be Cinderella."

Belle was Honi's favorite Princess, but she knew that it was Shira's favorite Princess too and Cinderella was her second favorite. She knew that Shira must be serious and really want to play and share with them. "Okay." she said happily. Honi and Maeve quickly called on their cell phones and told their moms where they would be, and then followed Shira into her house.