My stories

  On Saturday morning, Tom, Sasha, and their baby sister Olivia were getting ready to go to the beach for a party with their parents. While Sasha did her hair and Olivia babbled in her crib, Tom was helping his parents get everything in the car. He brought the blue cooler filled with sodas, popsicles, and chilled bottled water into their minivan. Then he ran back inside to help with the chairs. As Sasha finished her beautiful silky brown locks of hair, she helped her mother to pack. First, they tended to little Olivia’s bag. Olivia’s diaper bag took most of the space, but there was just enough space to squeeze in her baby lotion, sunscreen, bug spray, an extra onesie, and rubber bands. Tom’s bag was next. They filled it with his swimming trunks, lotion, sunscreen, bug spray, extra pair of clothes, and inflatable pool floats for Olivia and the other kids going to the beach. Sasha’s bag was much like Tom’s and Olivia’s, but she had the whole family’s towels inside because her bag was...

Mr. Squirrel was an exciting animal! He had the most daring adventures with his best friend, Mr. Rat. One day, they would be escaping a python. The next day they would save a bird’s nest from a hawk. Sometimes, they would save some animals from drowning in the river. Mr. Rat was a true friend, at least that’s what Mr. Squirrel thought. “Thank you so much for saving my eggs from the snake!” cried Mother Robin. It was the fifth time it had happened. Mr. Slither (the bird-eating snake) had to learn he wasn’t getting the eggs. “Oh, of course! Mr. Rat and I love to help! Isn’t that right, my friend?” asked Mr. Squirrel. He glanced at Mr. Rat with a warm smile. “Yes, yes! It was quite fun!” answered Mr. Rat. As they said goodbye to Mother Robin, something hit Mr. Rat hard on the head. He grumbled and rubbed his head. Why couldn’t they throw something at Mr. Squirrel sometimes?! It was that donkey again! He was the mean mailman! Hitting Mr. Rat on the head with the newspaper but acts ge...

  On the outskirts of a city, there was a small cottage. Inside was a little stove, a fireplace, and a tweed couch sitting next to a portable television on a small wooden table. There were only two rooms, a bathroom and a petite bedroom. Full of dust bunnies, the bedroom had a cracked ceiling, but that was hardly ever noticed. The owner of the cottage was a middle-aged man. Every morning he would go to his stove and take a kettle inside a one-shelf cupboard. He would get his coat and feather hat as his outfit and take a pail to the well to fetch water. He would heat his water and put in a drop of peppermint as he liked. Mixing his mug with a  tiny spoon, he sat on his tweed couch and turned on the portable television. “The villainous mystery man has escaped prison’s hold!” panicked the news reporter.” “You know what the mystery man news is? One word, two syllables. BORING!” yawned the middle-aged man, and he changed the channel. “Hiya kids,” said the cartoon horse, “today we...

     Once there was a mischievous little bear. He spent his whole life playing tricks on others. He locked his friend in a closet, crept on his mother and scared her, pretended that he was sick and got the doctor to come, and many other tricks. One day, he saw his friend, a giraffe, eating leaves from a eucalyptus plant.   He asked the giraffe, “Why do you eat from the eucalyptus plant?”   “I eat from the plant, so I get energy. They are very delicious. I wrap my long blue tongue around it and eat it.” answered the giraffe.   “Oh,” said the bear.        Years had passed, and now the giraffe had become a responsible adult. Yet, on the other hand, the bear had become a trickster. When the giraffe responsively earned money, the bear would cheat his way into it. When the giraffe sold reliable products, the bear sold cheap, useless products. The giraffe didn’t know that the bear had done these things, and they remained fr...

Today, I just came out of the hospital. I had an accident, but how I got into that accident? Well, that’s a long story. It started four months ago, on a bright sunny day. Everything was perfect, I got all the green signals while driving to work, but the one thing that ruined it all was a banana peel. “Yo, Diane! Have those files ready? We’ll need the code from them,” I said, twisting my head to look at my assistant. “Yes, they are ready for approval,” answered Diane. “Do you think we can get the project approved?” I asked Diane. “Don’t know…let’s hope for the best. Your meeting is at 2:00,” said Diane. “Let’s go to my office to test the codes in the file, I’ll just read the codes, and if it gets approved, we can carry out the plans,” I suggested. “There are a few documents in the testing area I need. I’ll meet you there in 10 minutes,” Diane said. “Knock yourself out, and are those the documents from the contract?” I asked. “Yeah, they are. I need to review them before the approval ...