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.

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