"Daria!" called her mother from the bottom of the stairs. "Daria! Where are you?" Not a peep was heard from Daria. This was rather unusual. Daria was usually quite a chatterbox. "Daria, it's time to go!"
Daria's sister, Kate, came down the stairs with her heels clicking noisily on the floor. "Do you have to make all that racket?" asked their mother who by now was stressed out and angry. "Where is your sister? We are going to be late!"
Kate shrugged and slipped her arms into her blue jean jacket that was hanging over the railing of the stairs. Mommy sighed and rushed back up the stairs still calling for Daria. She hurried into Daria's room and looked around. There was no sign of Daria. She was just about to leave the room when she spied a pair of pink fuzzy socks peeking out from behind the door. She swung the door open so quickly that Daria practically fell on the floor. "Daria!" exclaimed her mother angrily. "I have been calling you and calling you. Where have you been? It's time to go. Put your shoes on."
Daria sat down on her bed and stared at the floor. "I'm not going." she said calmly without looking at her mother.
"What do you mean, you're not going?" her mother replied trying to remain calm as well.
"My teeth are good. I don't need to go to the dentist." insisted Daria.
"I'm sure you're teeth are good. You still need to have them checked." replied her mother equally as insistently.
Daria looked up at her mother. She looked scared. She looked as though she were about too cry. Her mother scooped her up in her arms and kissed her. "Don't worry. It's going to be fine." she promised. She helped Daria put her sneakers and on and carried her down the stairs where she helped her put her favorite purple jacket on. Daria was so nervous that she didn't even mind that her mother was carrying her around like a baby.
They got in the car. Daria would usually be chattering away throughout the ride. Instead she was unusually quiet. "What's the matter with you, squirt?" asked Kate. Daria ignored her and stared out the window.
"Let it go, Kate." warned their mother. Kate shrugged, put her i-pod ear buds in, and began softly singing to the music in her ears.
Soon they arrived at the dentist. Daria shivered with fear. She gripped the door handle, but did not open it. Mommy opened the door. Daria would not let go. Mommy gently pried her hands off the handle and helped her out of the car. She hurried a still frightened Daria into the waiting room of the dentist's office and led her to a chair. "Sit." she ordered. Daria sat quickly and quietly even though what she really wanted to do was run out the door. She kept looking at the door and wishing she was anywhere but where she was at that moment.
All too quickly, the grey haired nurse, was calling Daria's name. Daria did not budge. She was too scared to move. Maybe, she had heard wrong she hoped and they weren't calling her at all.
"Daria Popov." repeated the nurse impatiently as though Daria was wasting her time which she pretty much was. Daria's mother pulled her out of her chair and led her into the other room after the nurse. The nurse pointed to a big blue leather dental chair. Daria didn't move, but her mother gently ushered her into the chair.
"I'll be right here with you." her mother promised slipping to the back of the room as the dentist entered.
The dentist was tall and had short brown hair and sparkly eyes. He reminded Daria of her Uncle Ben. Daria loved her Uncle Ben. He always brought her Mrs. Field's cookies and told the funniest jokes. Somebody who looked just like Uncle Ben couldn't be all bad, could they? Daria still didn't feel comforted though. After all, Uncle Ben never tried poking around in her mouth like the dentist was about to do.
"Hi, Daria." the dentist greeted her cheerfully. "I'm Dr. Dixon. I'm going to examine your teeth." His voice sounded warm and friendly, and made him remind her of her uncle even more, but still she was not sure. Dr. Dixon told her to open her mouth. Daria didn't really want to, but she figured the sooner she did what she was told the sooner she could get out of there so she opened. Dr. Dixon checked her teeth. So far it didn't hurt at all. Daria was relieved. "Was that all? Can I go home now?" she asked eagerly finally finding her voice.
Dr Dixon smiled and his eyes sparkled. "I just have to clean your teeth." he replied.
Daria's heart sank. This was it she thought. This was where he got out the drills and the pain began. However much to her surprise all he got out was some kind of funny looking electric brush and some funny looking pasty stuff. The brush turned out to be a toothbrush and the paste turned out to be toothpaste. Dr. Dixon put some toothpaste on the brush and began brushing her teeth. It didn't hurt at all. In fact, it kind of tickled. She even liked the pepperminty tasty of the toothpaste.
Before she knew it, Daria's teeth were all cleaned and Dr. Dixon was ushering her out of the chair. "We'll see you in six months." he said handing her chart to the nurse. Daria and her mother followed the nurse back into the other room where the nurse put Daria's chart on the counter. The woman behind the counter took the chart. Then, she showed Daria a treasure chest and let her pick out a little toy. Daria selected an elephant finger puppet.
"Well, Daria that wasn't so bad. Was it? "asked her mother while they waited for Kate to finish her dental appointment.
"Can we go to the dentist every day?" asked Daria smiling while holding up her new finger puppet and admiring it as she ran her tongue over her really fresh and clean feeling teeth. Her mother laughed and hugged her.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Iggie's Imagination
Today's Story is by Melia
Iggie was a little two year old girl. She had a wild imagination. One minute she was a firefighter, the next a princess. One morning when Iggie came downstairs for breakfast mommy asked, "Who are you today?"
" Iggie.,"she replied. Normally she would say something like Barney, or Big bird or a dog, but today she just glumly replied with who she really was. And mommy got very worried, Iggie had never sounded so unhappy before.
"Iggie are you feeling okay?"mommy asked worriedly.
" Yes" replied unhappy Iggie.
'My poor baby ' thought mommy. Later that day, around noon, Iggie's sister, June came in the living room where mommy and Iggie were reading their books.
"Mom, who's Iggie being? I need to say hello." June remarked.
"Iggie.," the little two year old replied.
"
Oh hi Iggie.," June said surprised, feeling the little one's head to make sure she was alright.
At dinner when daddy came home from work he said,"How's my little________?"
Normally Iggie would jump out and excitedly shout out what she was that day. today she walked over and said , "Iggie." Daddy was shocked. Mommy and June just shrugged, the two of them had sang songs, and told jokes all day to try and cheer up Iggie, but unfortunately nothing worked.
That night when Iggie was all ready for bed, in her Elmo footy pajamas, mommy, daddy and June all walked her to her room and sat down on her bed beside her."All right kid, spill your guts. What's wrong?" daddy asked eager to solve his daughter's problem.
"No wong. Day I tend I sad.," Iggie said in her sweet little voice. Her mother hugged her, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Iggie started laughing. Soon so did mommy, daddy, and June. They all kissed her goodnight and she soon fell fast asleep.
Iggie was a little two year old girl. She had a wild imagination. One minute she was a firefighter, the next a princess. One morning when Iggie came downstairs for breakfast mommy asked, "Who are you today?"
" Iggie.,"she replied. Normally she would say something like Barney, or Big bird or a dog, but today she just glumly replied with who she really was. And mommy got very worried, Iggie had never sounded so unhappy before.
"Iggie are you feeling okay?"mommy asked worriedly.
" Yes" replied unhappy Iggie.
'My poor baby ' thought mommy. Later that day, around noon, Iggie's sister, June came in the living room where mommy and Iggie were reading their books.
"Mom, who's Iggie being? I need to say hello." June remarked.
"Iggie.," the little two year old replied.
"
Oh hi Iggie.," June said surprised, feeling the little one's head to make sure she was alright.
At dinner when daddy came home from work he said,"How's my little________?"
Normally Iggie would jump out and excitedly shout out what she was that day. today she walked over and said , "Iggie." Daddy was shocked. Mommy and June just shrugged, the two of them had sang songs, and told jokes all day to try and cheer up Iggie, but unfortunately nothing worked.
That night when Iggie was all ready for bed, in her Elmo footy pajamas, mommy, daddy and June all walked her to her room and sat down on her bed beside her."All right kid, spill your guts. What's wrong?" daddy asked eager to solve his daughter's problem.
"No wong. Day I tend I sad.," Iggie said in her sweet little voice. Her mother hugged her, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Iggie started laughing. Soon so did mommy, daddy, and June. They all kissed her goodnight and she soon fell fast asleep.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Mommy's Birthday Surprise
"Do you know what tomorrow is?" asked Daddy one morning as Becky was eating her breakfast.
Becky shook her head and mumbled "No." as she swallowed a spoonful of eggs.
"Tomorrow Mommy is coming back from Grandma's and it is also Mommy's birthday. I thought we could do something nice for her." explained Daddy. Becky nodded and jumped out of her seat so excitedly that she almost knocked over her milk. Luckily, Daddy grabbed her glass just before it tipped over. "I thought we'd make her a nice dinner." continued Daddy.
"I want to get her present. Will you take me, Daddy?" asked Becky.
Daddy nodded. "As soon as we clean up." Becky cleared the table and Daddy washed the dishes. Becky ran off to her bedroom to get her little pink purse, and they went to the store.
At the store, Becky quickly opened her purse and counted her money. She only had $2.00. She frowned and bit her lip disappointedly. What was she going to be able to buy with only $2.00? She and Daddy walked through the aisles of the store.
"How pretty!" exclaimed Becky picking up a pretty purple scarf. She turned it over and look at the price tag. It was $5.00. Becky frowned and put it back on the shelf.
They kept walking. Becky found a white leather purse and excitedly grabbed it off the shelf. "Mommy will love this!" She glanced at the price tag and her smile instantly turned to a frown. It was $10.00. She put it back on the shelf too and kept walking but not as happily as before.
Daddy hated to see Becky so sad. "I could give you some money." he offered.
Becky shook her head. "No, thank you, Daddy." she said. "Then, it wouldn't really be from me. I want to do something for Mommy myself."
"Are you sure, princess? Because I'd be glad to help." Daddy offered again. Becky shook her head and continued walking down the aisles.
They walked slowly through the store. Aisle after aisle she found beautiful bracelets, pretty pocketbooks, and fabulous frames. All of them were perfect for Mommy. All of them too much money. Becky sadly left the store without finding anything she could afford to get for Mommy for her birthday. Becky didn't know what she was going to do. She only knew she didn't have a lot of time. Mommy's birthday was tomorrow.
On the way, home Becky got an idea. It wasn't a great idea, but at least it was something. She could make Mommy a picture. As soon as they got home, she locked herself in her room with her paper and crayons. She worked all day. She only came out for lunch and dinner.
The next day was Mommy's birthday. Becky helped Daddy make Mommy's favorite dinner, spaghetti and meatballs. She helped him set the table with the good dishes and the cloth napkins, after all, it was a special occasion.
They heard the squeak of Mommy's car tires pulling up in the driveway just as they finished getting ready. Becky ran to the door. "Oh, baby. I've missed you." said Mommy gently kissing Becky's check as Becky hurried her into the kitchen.
"Is this all for me?" asked Mommy as she saw the beautifully set table with the delicious food spread out on it.
Becky nodded exitedly. "Happy Birthday, Mommy!" she called out.
Daddy handed Mommy a colorfully wrapped package. "Thanks it's beautiful." she said to Daddy as she unwrapped it and pulled out a pretty gold bracelet. She kissed Daddy.
"Happy Birthday, babe." said Daddy kissing her back. He helped her put the bracelet around her wrist.
Becky ran up to her room. "Becky," Mommy called after her, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to share my birthday dinner."
"I'll be right back, Mommy." replied Becky. She ran to her room and got the picture she made for Mommy. She came back and handed it to Mommy. "Here." she said. "I wanted to get you something really special." she explained, "but, I didn't have enough money so I made you a picture. It's a picture of you and me and Daddy."
Mommy took the picture and looked at it. She smiled her brightest smile of the night so far. "It's beautiful, but you're wrong about one thing."
Becky looked puzzled. "What's that?" she asked.
"It is special." said Mommy. "It's the most special present I ever got. Thank you." She gave Becky a big hug and a kiss. "I love you, sweetie."
"I love you too, Mommy." replied Becky.
Becky shook her head and mumbled "No." as she swallowed a spoonful of eggs.
"Tomorrow Mommy is coming back from Grandma's and it is also Mommy's birthday. I thought we could do something nice for her." explained Daddy. Becky nodded and jumped out of her seat so excitedly that she almost knocked over her milk. Luckily, Daddy grabbed her glass just before it tipped over. "I thought we'd make her a nice dinner." continued Daddy.
"I want to get her present. Will you take me, Daddy?" asked Becky.
Daddy nodded. "As soon as we clean up." Becky cleared the table and Daddy washed the dishes. Becky ran off to her bedroom to get her little pink purse, and they went to the store.
At the store, Becky quickly opened her purse and counted her money. She only had $2.00. She frowned and bit her lip disappointedly. What was she going to be able to buy with only $2.00? She and Daddy walked through the aisles of the store.
"How pretty!" exclaimed Becky picking up a pretty purple scarf. She turned it over and look at the price tag. It was $5.00. Becky frowned and put it back on the shelf.
They kept walking. Becky found a white leather purse and excitedly grabbed it off the shelf. "Mommy will love this!" She glanced at the price tag and her smile instantly turned to a frown. It was $10.00. She put it back on the shelf too and kept walking but not as happily as before.
Daddy hated to see Becky so sad. "I could give you some money." he offered.
Becky shook her head. "No, thank you, Daddy." she said. "Then, it wouldn't really be from me. I want to do something for Mommy myself."
"Are you sure, princess? Because I'd be glad to help." Daddy offered again. Becky shook her head and continued walking down the aisles.
They walked slowly through the store. Aisle after aisle she found beautiful bracelets, pretty pocketbooks, and fabulous frames. All of them were perfect for Mommy. All of them too much money. Becky sadly left the store without finding anything she could afford to get for Mommy for her birthday. Becky didn't know what she was going to do. She only knew she didn't have a lot of time. Mommy's birthday was tomorrow.
On the way, home Becky got an idea. It wasn't a great idea, but at least it was something. She could make Mommy a picture. As soon as they got home, she locked herself in her room with her paper and crayons. She worked all day. She only came out for lunch and dinner.
The next day was Mommy's birthday. Becky helped Daddy make Mommy's favorite dinner, spaghetti and meatballs. She helped him set the table with the good dishes and the cloth napkins, after all, it was a special occasion.
They heard the squeak of Mommy's car tires pulling up in the driveway just as they finished getting ready. Becky ran to the door. "Oh, baby. I've missed you." said Mommy gently kissing Becky's check as Becky hurried her into the kitchen.
"Is this all for me?" asked Mommy as she saw the beautifully set table with the delicious food spread out on it.
Becky nodded exitedly. "Happy Birthday, Mommy!" she called out.
Daddy handed Mommy a colorfully wrapped package. "Thanks it's beautiful." she said to Daddy as she unwrapped it and pulled out a pretty gold bracelet. She kissed Daddy.
"Happy Birthday, babe." said Daddy kissing her back. He helped her put the bracelet around her wrist.
Becky ran up to her room. "Becky," Mommy called after her, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to share my birthday dinner."
"I'll be right back, Mommy." replied Becky. She ran to her room and got the picture she made for Mommy. She came back and handed it to Mommy. "Here." she said. "I wanted to get you something really special." she explained, "but, I didn't have enough money so I made you a picture. It's a picture of you and me and Daddy."
Mommy took the picture and looked at it. She smiled her brightest smile of the night so far. "It's beautiful, but you're wrong about one thing."
Becky looked puzzled. "What's that?" she asked.
"It is special." said Mommy. "It's the most special present I ever got. Thank you." She gave Becky a big hug and a kiss. "I love you, sweetie."
"I love you too, Mommy." replied Becky.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Darcy Did It
Adrianna Bradford was 5 years old. All her life she'd had the same best friend. Her best friend was named Darcy. Adrianna and Darcy played together all the time. They did everything together. Darcy was with Adrianna all the time. She lived in Darcy's house. She was invisible.
The problem was Darcy was not always good. In fact, sometimes she could be downright bad. She was quite a troublemaker.
"Adrianna" said Mommy, "Why did you leave your coloring book and crayons on the floor?"
"Darcy did it, mommy." replied Adrianna.
"Adrianna!" called her father. "Did you take my mini flashlight?"
"No, Daddy." replied Adrianna innocently. "Darcy did it. I'll go find it for you." and off she went returning in less than two minutes as though she knew right where it was all the time.
"Adrianna!" screamed her older sister, Allyson angrily when she found a mess of lipstick and nail polish in her room. "Have you been playing with my makeup again! I told you to stay out of it!"
"It was Darcy." insisted Adrianna.
Adrianna never did anything wrong. It was always Darcy. Mommy and Daddy and Allyson were tired of everything always being Darcy's fault. How could it be possible be that Darcy always did everything bad and Adrianna never did anything bad?
One day, Mommy found Adrianna's room a mess. Her toys were all over her bed. Her books were all over her floor. There was even a pile of dirty clothes sticking out from under her bed.
Adrianna hid in her closet. She expected mommy to yell at her. She opened her mouth and got all ready to say "Darcy did it." but mommy didn't say anything. She just walked away.
Adrianna found mommy in the kitchen baking cookies. They were chocolate chip cookies. They were Adrianna's favorite. They smelled delicious. "Oh, mommy," she said excitedly. "Are you baking cookies for me?"
Mommy shook her head. "No, sweetie." she replied. "They're for Darcy."
"For Darcy?" asked Adrianna in surprise.
Mommy nodded her head. "To show her that I love her."
"You do?"
"Of course, I do. She may be a lot of trouble sometimes, but I'm sure she is sorry when she does something wrong, and she never lies about it."
Adriannal nervously bit her lip and stared at the ground.
"Besides, I figured if Darcy is responsible for doing all the bad things around here, she must be responsible for some of the good things too." continued Mommy "I mean nobody is all bad. I haven't been very fair to her. From now on, I'm going to be making up for that. I'm going to bake cookies for Darcy and read stories to Darcy and take Darcy to the playground"
"But, mommy, you used to do all those things with me!" exclaimed Adrianna practically in tears rushing into her mother's arms. "What about me? Don't you love me?"
Mommy hugged Adrianna and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Of course, I love you, sweetie." she said. "But I need to show Darcy that even when she does something wrong I still love her too. She is still a part of our family."
At that moment, Adrianna did not want Darcy to be a part of her family. She did not want mommy to bake cookies for Darcy. She did not want mommy to read stories to Darcy. She did not want mommy to take Darcy to the park. It was her mommy not Darcy's!
"It was me mommy!" she cried. "Darcy didn't do it. I did it. I made the mess in my room! And sometimes, I do other bad things like leave coloring books in the living room or playing with Allyson's makeup. Do you still love me?"
Mommy gave Adrianna a great big hug and smiled at her. "Of course I love you. I love you even more for telling the truth."
"Mommy," said Adrianna worriedly. "I try to be a good girl, and I try not to do bad things, but it's hard to be a good girl all the time."
Mommy smiled even brighter. "Just do your best," she said "and always tell the truth."
"I will mommy." Adrianna promised and she meant it.
The problem was Darcy was not always good. In fact, sometimes she could be downright bad. She was quite a troublemaker.
"Adrianna" said Mommy, "Why did you leave your coloring book and crayons on the floor?"
"Darcy did it, mommy." replied Adrianna.
"Adrianna!" called her father. "Did you take my mini flashlight?"
"No, Daddy." replied Adrianna innocently. "Darcy did it. I'll go find it for you." and off she went returning in less than two minutes as though she knew right where it was all the time.
"Adrianna!" screamed her older sister, Allyson angrily when she found a mess of lipstick and nail polish in her room. "Have you been playing with my makeup again! I told you to stay out of it!"
"It was Darcy." insisted Adrianna.
Adrianna never did anything wrong. It was always Darcy. Mommy and Daddy and Allyson were tired of everything always being Darcy's fault. How could it be possible be that Darcy always did everything bad and Adrianna never did anything bad?
One day, Mommy found Adrianna's room a mess. Her toys were all over her bed. Her books were all over her floor. There was even a pile of dirty clothes sticking out from under her bed.
Adrianna hid in her closet. She expected mommy to yell at her. She opened her mouth and got all ready to say "Darcy did it." but mommy didn't say anything. She just walked away.
Adrianna found mommy in the kitchen baking cookies. They were chocolate chip cookies. They were Adrianna's favorite. They smelled delicious. "Oh, mommy," she said excitedly. "Are you baking cookies for me?"
Mommy shook her head. "No, sweetie." she replied. "They're for Darcy."
"For Darcy?" asked Adrianna in surprise.
Mommy nodded her head. "To show her that I love her."
"You do?"
"Of course, I do. She may be a lot of trouble sometimes, but I'm sure she is sorry when she does something wrong, and she never lies about it."
Adriannal nervously bit her lip and stared at the ground.
"Besides, I figured if Darcy is responsible for doing all the bad things around here, she must be responsible for some of the good things too." continued Mommy "I mean nobody is all bad. I haven't been very fair to her. From now on, I'm going to be making up for that. I'm going to bake cookies for Darcy and read stories to Darcy and take Darcy to the playground"
"But, mommy, you used to do all those things with me!" exclaimed Adrianna practically in tears rushing into her mother's arms. "What about me? Don't you love me?"
Mommy hugged Adrianna and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Of course, I love you, sweetie." she said. "But I need to show Darcy that even when she does something wrong I still love her too. She is still a part of our family."
At that moment, Adrianna did not want Darcy to be a part of her family. She did not want mommy to bake cookies for Darcy. She did not want mommy to read stories to Darcy. She did not want mommy to take Darcy to the park. It was her mommy not Darcy's!
"It was me mommy!" she cried. "Darcy didn't do it. I did it. I made the mess in my room! And sometimes, I do other bad things like leave coloring books in the living room or playing with Allyson's makeup. Do you still love me?"
Mommy gave Adrianna a great big hug and smiled at her. "Of course I love you. I love you even more for telling the truth."
"Mommy," said Adrianna worriedly. "I try to be a good girl, and I try not to do bad things, but it's hard to be a good girl all the time."
Mommy smiled even brighter. "Just do your best," she said "and always tell the truth."
"I will mommy." Adrianna promised and she meant it.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Graduation Day
It was bright and sunny the day of Sophy Ann's graduation from pre-k. She was the last of the Meadows to be graduating from Thompkin's School of Early Learning. First her sisters, Tina and Emmy went through the school and then her brother Ben did. Finally, it was Sophy Ann's turn to go to the school, and now she was almost done. She was ready to graduate.
Sophy Ann excitedly jumped out of bed. She put on her favorite pink and purple flowered dress. She put on her nice white socks and her shiny new white party shoes. She brushed her own hair and Tina helped her to clip it back on the side with gold barettes. She looked at herself in the mirror. "I'm a big girl." she said. Then, suddenly it all seemed too fast for her. She took her clothes off, put her pajamas back on, and got back into bed. She lay down under the covers.
"Sophy Ann! Come on!" called her mother.
"Sophy Ann! Let's go!" called her father.
"You don't want to be late for your graduation!" called her sister Emmy.
Sophy Ann did want to be late. In fact, she didn't want to go at all. She buried herself deeper under her covers. She didn't say a thing. 'Maybe, if I am really really quiet, they will all go away' she thought hopefully.
But, they didn't go away. "Sophy Ann! We need to go now!" called her mother more urgently.
"Sophy Ann!" said her father loudly and angrily. He did not like to be kept waiting.
Sophy Ann did not reply. She did not move out from under her covers.
A few minutes later, she heard footsteps on the stairs. She peeked out from under her covers just a bit. It was mommy. At the sight of her, Sophy Ann burst into tears.
Mommy scooped Sophy Ann out from under the covers and into her arms. "Sophy Ann, honey, " she said sweetly, "What's the matter?"
"Oh, mommy." sobbed Sophy Ann holding tightly to her mother. "I don't want to graduate. I don't want to go to another school.What if I don't like it? What if they don't like me? I like my school. I like my friends. I like my teachers. I don't want new ones!"
Mommy smiled and hugged Sophy Ann. "It can be sad when things come to an end," she said "and new beginnings can be scary. Remember how scared you were when you started school? Remember how you held my hand and didn't want to go in the classroom? Remember how you cried every time I dropped you off every day for a month? Every day, after 2 minutes in the classroom you would stop crying. You would be so busy having fun and learning that you forgot all about being sad and missing me until I picked you up at the end of the day." Sophy Ann remembered. She smiled at mommy as the memories all came back to her.
"You didn't know anybody in school when you started and now you are friends with everybody in your class. I'm sure it will be the same in your new school." Mommy continued.
"Do you really think so?" asked Sophy Ann worriedly.
Her mother nodded. "I know so." she replied confidently.
"But I won't have Mrs. Thompkin's, Mrs. Terry, and Mrs Wilson anymore."
"No. You won't but I'm sure you'll have teacher's you'll love just as much."
Sophy Ann hoped so but she still wasn't sure. She just sat on her bed and still didn't move.
"Come on. " said Mommy. "You don't want to be late. You don't want to miss graduation. All your friends will be there and your teachers. You don't want to be the only one not there"
Sophy Ann thought about all her friends and all her teachers, and she knew she did want to go. She did want to graduate. She had worked so hard to get to this moment and she didn't want to miss it. She quickly got dressed and hurried downstairs with her mother.
A few hours later after the graduation ceremony, Sophy Ann proudly joined her family clutching her diploma. They greeted her excitedly. "You did it!" said Ben.
"Congratulations!" said Tina and Emmy.
"Way to go, Princess!" said her Dad.
Sophy Ann smiled proudly. Then, she looked at mommy. Mommy's eyes were full of tears "Why are you crying now, Mommy?" she asked.
Mommy smiled through her tears. "I am really proud of you, Sophy Ann." she declared. "I just feel a little bit sad because I don't have any more babies." she admitted. "My last baby is growing up." she said looking at Sophy Ann.
Sophy Ann threw her arms around her mother's neck and hugged her tightly. "I'm still your baby. " she said. "I will always be your baby."
Sophy Ann excitedly jumped out of bed. She put on her favorite pink and purple flowered dress. She put on her nice white socks and her shiny new white party shoes. She brushed her own hair and Tina helped her to clip it back on the side with gold barettes. She looked at herself in the mirror. "I'm a big girl." she said. Then, suddenly it all seemed too fast for her. She took her clothes off, put her pajamas back on, and got back into bed. She lay down under the covers.
"Sophy Ann! Come on!" called her mother.
"Sophy Ann! Let's go!" called her father.
"You don't want to be late for your graduation!" called her sister Emmy.
Sophy Ann did want to be late. In fact, she didn't want to go at all. She buried herself deeper under her covers. She didn't say a thing. 'Maybe, if I am really really quiet, they will all go away' she thought hopefully.
But, they didn't go away. "Sophy Ann! We need to go now!" called her mother more urgently.
"Sophy Ann!" said her father loudly and angrily. He did not like to be kept waiting.
Sophy Ann did not reply. She did not move out from under her covers.
A few minutes later, she heard footsteps on the stairs. She peeked out from under her covers just a bit. It was mommy. At the sight of her, Sophy Ann burst into tears.
Mommy scooped Sophy Ann out from under the covers and into her arms. "Sophy Ann, honey, " she said sweetly, "What's the matter?"
"Oh, mommy." sobbed Sophy Ann holding tightly to her mother. "I don't want to graduate. I don't want to go to another school.What if I don't like it? What if they don't like me? I like my school. I like my friends. I like my teachers. I don't want new ones!"
Mommy smiled and hugged Sophy Ann. "It can be sad when things come to an end," she said "and new beginnings can be scary. Remember how scared you were when you started school? Remember how you held my hand and didn't want to go in the classroom? Remember how you cried every time I dropped you off every day for a month? Every day, after 2 minutes in the classroom you would stop crying. You would be so busy having fun and learning that you forgot all about being sad and missing me until I picked you up at the end of the day." Sophy Ann remembered. She smiled at mommy as the memories all came back to her.
"You didn't know anybody in school when you started and now you are friends with everybody in your class. I'm sure it will be the same in your new school." Mommy continued.
"Do you really think so?" asked Sophy Ann worriedly.
Her mother nodded. "I know so." she replied confidently.
"But I won't have Mrs. Thompkin's, Mrs. Terry, and Mrs Wilson anymore."
"No. You won't but I'm sure you'll have teacher's you'll love just as much."
Sophy Ann hoped so but she still wasn't sure. She just sat on her bed and still didn't move.
"Come on. " said Mommy. "You don't want to be late. You don't want to miss graduation. All your friends will be there and your teachers. You don't want to be the only one not there"
Sophy Ann thought about all her friends and all her teachers, and she knew she did want to go. She did want to graduate. She had worked so hard to get to this moment and she didn't want to miss it. She quickly got dressed and hurried downstairs with her mother.
A few hours later after the graduation ceremony, Sophy Ann proudly joined her family clutching her diploma. They greeted her excitedly. "You did it!" said Ben.
"Congratulations!" said Tina and Emmy.
"Way to go, Princess!" said her Dad.
Sophy Ann smiled proudly. Then, she looked at mommy. Mommy's eyes were full of tears "Why are you crying now, Mommy?" she asked.
Mommy smiled through her tears. "I am really proud of you, Sophy Ann." she declared. "I just feel a little bit sad because I don't have any more babies." she admitted. "My last baby is growing up." she said looking at Sophy Ann.
Sophy Ann threw her arms around her mother's neck and hugged her tightly. "I'm still your baby. " she said. "I will always be your baby."
Monday, April 18, 2011
Judith's Cat
Today's story is by Melia.
Judith Ross was ten years old, she had a sister named Justine who was sixteen years old. Judith wanted a kitten she wanted one more than anything in the whole world. Justine had a thirteen year old cat.
"Justine gets everything she wants. I get nothing. You and daddy are mean to me. How could you do it. How!" Judith whined to mommy.
Mommy rolled her eyes. "Judith quit it!"shouted mommy.
Judith loved to draw cats, she glanced at her cat posters hanging on the wall. She knew all about cats. She would always say "You name it I explain it."
The next morning Judith, Justine and mommy went to the mall. Judith led the way into a pet store. "Look at that kitten it's the cutest thing I ever even saw!" Judith cooed. Mommy winked at Justine. Then Judith found out she couldn't get it. Judith was heartbroken.
The next morning Justine called Judith to the breakfast table. Judith was still mad about the kitten situation. She moped around for a while then came to breakfast. When she got there a furry white figure was crawling around the table. " You got me the kitten!" screeched Judith. She was so excited. From then on if she wanted something she asked nicely instead of whining. That's the only way it works.
Judith Ross was ten years old, she had a sister named Justine who was sixteen years old. Judith wanted a kitten she wanted one more than anything in the whole world. Justine had a thirteen year old cat.
"Justine gets everything she wants. I get nothing. You and daddy are mean to me. How could you do it. How!" Judith whined to mommy.
Mommy rolled her eyes. "Judith quit it!"shouted mommy.
Judith loved to draw cats, she glanced at her cat posters hanging on the wall. She knew all about cats. She would always say "You name it I explain it."
The next morning Judith, Justine and mommy went to the mall. Judith led the way into a pet store. "Look at that kitten it's the cutest thing I ever even saw!" Judith cooed. Mommy winked at Justine. Then Judith found out she couldn't get it. Judith was heartbroken.
The next morning Justine called Judith to the breakfast table. Judith was still mad about the kitten situation. She moped around for a while then came to breakfast. When she got there a furry white figure was crawling around the table. " You got me the kitten!" screeched Judith. She was so excited. From then on if she wanted something she asked nicely instead of whining. That's the only way it works.
Gracie Gets a Roommate
Gracie Daniels had a beautiful room. It was all in her favorite color purple. She had a purple desk and a purple dresser and a purple headboard. She had princess wallpaper with all her favorite princesses on it - Belle, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty and Snow White. She had a big cozy purple bed with a nice warm fluffy princess blanket and a soft pillow. She loved her room and her bed or so she said, but she hardly every wanted to spend time there especially not in her bed especially not at night. Every night, she would beg "Oh, please mommy, can't I sleep with you? Just for tonight." Mommy and Daddy usually felt bad and let her sleep in their room especially Daddy.
Mommy and Daddy tried everything to get Gracie to stay in her room. They let her choose the color. They let her choose the decorations. That's how she ended up with a purple princess room in the first place. They got her a night light. They let her sleep with as many stuffed animals as she wanted. Still Gracie would not stay in her room. She only wanted to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room with them.
Mommy and Daddy loved Gracie. They loved her very much with all their hearts. Even though, they loved Gracie with all their hearts, they did not want her sleeping in their bed. "Gracie," said Mommy. "Your room looks great. You did such a nice job of picking the colors and decorations for it." Grace nodded proudly. "Don't you want to sleep in your beautiful room?" Gracie shook her head no.
"Gracie, " said Daddy. "Isn't it crowded in Mommy and Daddy's bed. Wouldn't you like to stretch out in your own big bed?" Gracie shook her head no.
Maybe, it wasn't too crowded for Gracie, but it was too crowded for Mommy and Daddy. Gracie was always kicking them in the night. Besides, even though Mommy and Daddy loved Gracie, they needed some Mommy and Daddy time too without Gracie. "Please Gracie." begged Mommy." Would you please sleep in your own room so Mommy and Daddy can spend time together?"
Gracie's lower lip quivered and she began to cry "But mommy", she said "I thought you loved me."
Mommy gathered Gracie in her arms and hugged her tightly. "Of course, I love you, but I love Daddy too and sometimes I need to spend time with him. Don't you like special time with the people you love like when Grandma took you to the movies or when you and Daddy went fishing?"
Gracie nodded and stopped crying. She understood, but she didn't feel better. "But mommy, the night is a long time, and it's dark." she said worriedly. "And I'll be all alone."
"We'll be right in the next room." promised Mommy.
Gracie did not feel comforted. "It's not the same." she mumbled.
The next afternoon, Gracie heard Mommy calling to her. Gracie was actually up in her bedroom sitting on her bed looking at a book. It was not so bad in the day time. It was only at night that she didn't want to be there.
"Gracie!" called Mommy again. "Come on downstairs! Someone wants to meet you!"
Gracie couldn't imagine who it was. She raced down the stairs and into the kitchen and looked around.Who could it be? She didn't see anyone. Was mommy teasing her? Was mommy playing a joke? Because if she was, it wasn't funny. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again in shock when she saw the brown and white furry bundle scampering around on the kitchen table. "Oh how cute!" she gushed hurrying over to the table. "What is this? Where did it come from? Can I pet it?" she asked excitedly.
Mommy laughed at Gracie's enthusiasm. "This is Mae. She is a guinea pig. Of course, you can
pet her. She belongs to you."
"She does?!" replied Gracie with surprise and excitement.
"Yes, she does, and she is going to sleep in your room."
"She is?!" replied Gracie even more excitedly.
"Yes. She is." said Mommy. "On one condition."
Gracie got a little worried. She chewed on the end of her finger nervously. "What is it?" she asked quietly.
Mommy laughed again and hugged Gracie. "It's nothing to get all worried about." she said. "It's just that Mae is a baby. She is only six weeks old and she gets a little bit scared sometimes especially at night. She needs someone to stay with her."
Gracie nodded. She knew how scary nights could be especially if you were alone. She never wanted Mae to feel that way. From that night on she slept in her own room, in her own bed, with Mae in her cage on the dresser right beside Gracie's bed. Mae never had to spend a scary night alone and neither did Gracie.
Mommy and Daddy tried everything to get Gracie to stay in her room. They let her choose the color. They let her choose the decorations. That's how she ended up with a purple princess room in the first place. They got her a night light. They let her sleep with as many stuffed animals as she wanted. Still Gracie would not stay in her room. She only wanted to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room with them.
Mommy and Daddy loved Gracie. They loved her very much with all their hearts. Even though, they loved Gracie with all their hearts, they did not want her sleeping in their bed. "Gracie," said Mommy. "Your room looks great. You did such a nice job of picking the colors and decorations for it." Grace nodded proudly. "Don't you want to sleep in your beautiful room?" Gracie shook her head no.
"Gracie, " said Daddy. "Isn't it crowded in Mommy and Daddy's bed. Wouldn't you like to stretch out in your own big bed?" Gracie shook her head no.
Maybe, it wasn't too crowded for Gracie, but it was too crowded for Mommy and Daddy. Gracie was always kicking them in the night. Besides, even though Mommy and Daddy loved Gracie, they needed some Mommy and Daddy time too without Gracie. "Please Gracie." begged Mommy." Would you please sleep in your own room so Mommy and Daddy can spend time together?"
Gracie's lower lip quivered and she began to cry "But mommy", she said "I thought you loved me."
Mommy gathered Gracie in her arms and hugged her tightly. "Of course, I love you, but I love Daddy too and sometimes I need to spend time with him. Don't you like special time with the people you love like when Grandma took you to the movies or when you and Daddy went fishing?"
Gracie nodded and stopped crying. She understood, but she didn't feel better. "But mommy, the night is a long time, and it's dark." she said worriedly. "And I'll be all alone."
"We'll be right in the next room." promised Mommy.
Gracie did not feel comforted. "It's not the same." she mumbled.
The next afternoon, Gracie heard Mommy calling to her. Gracie was actually up in her bedroom sitting on her bed looking at a book. It was not so bad in the day time. It was only at night that she didn't want to be there.
"Gracie!" called Mommy again. "Come on downstairs! Someone wants to meet you!"
Gracie couldn't imagine who it was. She raced down the stairs and into the kitchen and looked around.Who could it be? She didn't see anyone. Was mommy teasing her? Was mommy playing a joke? Because if she was, it wasn't funny. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again in shock when she saw the brown and white furry bundle scampering around on the kitchen table. "Oh how cute!" she gushed hurrying over to the table. "What is this? Where did it come from? Can I pet it?" she asked excitedly.
Mommy laughed at Gracie's enthusiasm. "This is Mae. She is a guinea pig. Of course, you can
pet her. She belongs to you."
"She does?!" replied Gracie with surprise and excitement.
"Yes, she does, and she is going to sleep in your room."
"She is?!" replied Gracie even more excitedly.
"Yes. She is." said Mommy. "On one condition."
Gracie got a little worried. She chewed on the end of her finger nervously. "What is it?" she asked quietly.
Mommy laughed again and hugged Gracie. "It's nothing to get all worried about." she said. "It's just that Mae is a baby. She is only six weeks old and she gets a little bit scared sometimes especially at night. She needs someone to stay with her."
Gracie nodded. She knew how scary nights could be especially if you were alone. She never wanted Mae to feel that way. From that night on she slept in her own room, in her own bed, with Mae in her cage on the dresser right beside Gracie's bed. Mae never had to spend a scary night alone and neither did Gracie.
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