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I Really Love Potato Chips

I really love potato chips. I love them with all kinds of dips. Garlic, dill, and cheesy cheese are assured to always please. On cereal, I’ll drop some chips (and when I do, my mother flips). At lunch, the rippled chip is best — it holds more dip I do attest. At dinner, chips goContinue reading “I Really Love Potato Chips”

Food Play

Billy liked his Cheerios. He liked to put them in neat rows. His spaghetti, he would loop, around his fork with lots of goop. He’d pitch a grape which then would drop into his mouth and loudly plop. With mashed potatoes he would play, moulding shapes like they were clay. Yes, food, he thought, wasContinue reading “Food Play”

“The Mohawk”

My brother got a mohawk, and that kid sure looks dumb. He went and got a haircut, his first time without Mom. And so he got a mohawk — he thought it would be cool, but now he has his mohawk and feels just like a fool. My mom is really angry cause Bobby looksContinue reading ““The Mohawk””

The Bad Joke

My dog is sitting in our car, and I can tell he’s mad. His tail is sure not wagging which means he isn’t glad. I’d thought it would be funny to play a little joke, and so I’d hollered “Car, car!” My sleeping dog awoke. His tail began a-wagging, just like I knew it would,Continue reading “The Bad Joke”

Other Things #28 – I’m Checking Out for Awhile

I’m going to be taking a little time off from my blog because, at this point, I don’t want to have any deadlines at all. I’m Type A to the point that I have to post once a week, my commitment to myself, or I won’t be happy because even self-imposed deadlines have the abilityContinue reading “Other Things #28 – I’m Checking Out for Awhile”

The Hunt

Nancy has the meanest dog; they tell me he broke free, and that the rotten flea-bag is hunting now for me. You see, I am the paper-boy who tries to do his best, but it really isn’t my fault that rotten dog’s obsessed. I must deliver papers before the hour of eight, and when IContinue reading “The Hunt”

My Brother’s April Fools’ Day

On April 1st, my brother, Fred, couldn’t believe what I had said. I’d said that if the wind was right, even trucks could be in flight. “Of course,” I said, “it is the truth; a truck could land right on our roof. Even cows can fly around.” Now my brother really frowned. “It’s April 1st,”Continue reading “My Brother’s April Fools’ Day”

The Nightmare

I had a nightmare late last night that two men stole my dog, and when I went and looked for him, all I could see was fog. The fog was just so thick and dense that nothing could I see. Then round my legs I felt a rope, so now I wasn’t free. The menContinue reading “The Nightmare”

My Grandma

My grandma’s coming Sunday, and I can hardly wait. I love my grandma lots and lots, and she sure thinks I’m great. She loves to give me special treats! Her cookies are the best! She’s taught me how to say the grace, and so our meals are blessed. She reads to me and never saysContinue reading “My Grandma”

The Cowlick

I have a cowlick in my hair that drives me quite insane. Those strands of hair will not lie down; it’s hair you cannot train. Yet Tuesday morning when I woke, I had a different thought — I’d make those hairs behave for once, no matter how they fought. I combed and brushed and combedContinue reading “The Cowlick”