Sally thought she’d do a wash while Mom was in the yard planting all the vegetables. Sal thought it wouldn’t be hard. She threw in dirty clothes she found, some blue, some red, some white, and several other colours. She’d wash them with delight. On the washer she read dials and made the water “hot”.Continue reading “Sally’s First Laundry Day”
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The Final Fit
Sarah was a bratty girl: she wanted things her way, and if she wasn’t happy, she put on a display. She’d pout and cry and stomp her foot. She’d flop right on the floor, and her mother would turn red if they were in a store. But then one day, while in a shop, sheContinue reading “The Final Fit”
Benny Got a Pogo Stick
Benny got a pogo stick which really was a shame, cause pogoing his way through town became his only aim. He climbed up on his pogo stick, and he began to bound, plunging off whatever thing that reckless twit-head found. He pogoed off a great big rock! He pogoed off a fence! He pogoed offContinue reading “Benny Got a Pogo Stick”
The Pillow Fight
Our pillow fight was lots of fun; at least, it was at first. In fact, we laughed hysterically until our pillows burst. Feathers filled my brother’s room where we had had our fight. Yes, cause of feathers everywhere, the whole room turned to white. And when we opened up the door, some feathers filled theContinue reading “The Pillow Fight”
The Final Argument
Bobby loved to argue lots. In fact, that’s all he’d do. Once he even argued that the sky was never blue. He argued that the world was flat, and no way was it round. He said, “If you’ll just take a look, you’ll see how flat the ground.” He once said down was really upContinue reading “The Final Argument”
I Want To Be a Cowboy
I want to be a cowboy. I think it would be fun. I’d get to ride a big horse. I’d get to tote a gun. I’d get to wear a big hat. I’d buy one that is black, and there’d be a leather vest covering my back. I’d spend my days relaxing, just riding onContinue reading “I Want To Be a Cowboy”
The Not-so-great Outdoors
I’m standing here with dear old Dad, fishing from this shore. We’ve been here several hours now, and my arm’s getting sore. We’ve caught no fish, but I can tell my dad just loves it here. He says that chances are quite good that we will see some deer. We have to whisper when weContinue reading “The Not-so-great Outdoors”
Cards With Fred
Last night my parents tucked me in and said no monster hid in my closet or my drawers, and so “Good night” they bid. As I settled down to sleep, I thought I heard a sound. T’was down beneath my double bed — I froze first — then I frowned. My closet and my drawersContinue reading “Cards With Fred”
The Trampoline
Dennis had a trampoline which really was a shame, and maybe, when I think of it, his parents were to blame. They knew their boy was quite a brat and reckless as could be, so giving him a trampoline was dumb — you must agree. Of course, the boy jumped far too high and landedContinue reading “The Trampoline”
Canadian Spring
It’s snowing really hard right now, this twenty-fourth of May, and cause the weather is so bad, outside I just can’t play. I should be on my bike right now or fishing at the lake. This rotten snow storm really is just more than I can take. I should be playing baseball or swimming atContinue reading “Canadian Spring”
