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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Patience (08/21/08)

TITLE: The Wrong Way Baja Queen
By Valarie Sullivan


“I think we are going the wrong way.” Cheryl said in a tight voice. They had been arguing this for the past few minutes.
“No, we’re not.” Goober responded just as tight lipped. Driving down the dirt road in the boonies was hard enough. Driving down the dirt road in the boonies in a 1 ton fire truck full of volunteer firefighters was a different matter all together.

A grass fire was burning out in the boonies and the Chief had called for their truck to replace another one that had run out of water. Being the Captain of the Sand Springs Fire Station, Goober felt it was her responsibility to take action with authority.
“I know that the fire is over there.” She pointed to the right with her bad arm. Several months ago, she had shattered her left arm roller skating. Instead of a cast, she was sporting some fancy metal hardware that gleamed in the setting sun. Goober’s injuries prevented her from fighting fires, but she could still drive a truck!

Goober rounded a corner, just as the truck they were replacing passed them from another direction. Too late to back out, Goober looked for a spot to turn around. Dense bushes and trees were all around, hampering their view.

The other girls in the truck were voicing their opinions when the bottom fell out of the world. They had the eerie sensation of floating, hitting their heads on the roof of the truck. In a panic, Goober stomped on the gas pedal and floored it.

The truck crunched and ground, but in seconds, they were up and out of whatever they had fallen into. Coming out on a flat patch of ground, Goober asked if everyone was ok.
The girls scrambled out of the truck to take a look at what happened, and there, coming out of the trees was the Chief. In very colorful language, the Chief demanded to know who was driving the truck.

Suddenly, working a shovel digging fire breaks looked pretty good to the firefighters and they scattered, leaving Goober to face an irate fire Chief. After making Jesus her Lord, Goober had felt a need to be honest in everything, so she cautiously raised her good arm.
Reigning in his anger, the Chief calmly explained to Goober her error in judgment.
“Did you see what you drove in to?”
Goober said she couldn’t see anything but trees and bushes. He motioned her over to look. It was a very steep, very narrow ditch. Getting out had been a miracle.
“Now,” he finished, “The truck is stuck!”
Goober couldn’t resist.
“It wasn’t stuck when I got out of it!”
The Chief shot her a look that advised her discretion was the better part of valor and she backed up.
The Chief got in the truck and turned it around in the small open space and stuck it.
By that time, the fire had been put out and the other firefighters came to help. Goober decided that she was just in the way with her lame arm and sat in the truck by herself.
The firefighters dug out the wheels and used a rope to pull on the bumper and dragged the fire truck to the other side of the ditch.
The Chief drove the truck back to the station, the other firefighters that had been with her went back in other trucks.
“You know, you make it very hard to be patient with you.” Chief said with a growl.
“I know.” Goober whispered. Then giving him her little lost puppy look, she said “I’m sorry.”
It worked.
He smiled at her.
“Did you know that the firefighters have given you a new nickname?” He asked.
“No! I hope it’s no worse than Goober!”
Chief grinned wider for a moment before dropping the bomb.
“Its Wrong Way Baja Queen!”

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lyndsey greenhalgh08/28/08
I enjoyed this very much.
Dan Blankenship 08/28/08
Well written, funny, and entertaining. In fact, nearly flawless except one thing; the whole patience thing seemed a little too secondary to the story. But I do that all the time, so no big deal.

Nice job.

Oh, and this story just confirms what I already knew...women can't read a map!



I can hear the sighs though my computer.

May God bless.
Dan Blankenship

Joanne Sher 08/28/08
Great descriptions and a fun read. Thanks!
HQ Creston08/29/08
very funny liked it a lot
Allison Egley 09/01/08
Hehehe This was cute.

My only suggestion (and this could very well be just me) would be to add some more descriptions. I was a bit confused in some places. Again, probably just me.

Creative entry. Keep writing!
Marlene Austin09/01/08
Lots of action in this piece. With a limit of 750 words, this leaves little room for character development. Nice job. :)
Chely Roach09/01/08
What a fun entry! Nice job!
Catrina Bradley 09/01/08
What a fun story! I like that the firefighters were all women (girl power!) :) I agree that it's a bit weak on topic, and in one place I got confused - the chief told her the truck was stuck before he stuck it. But I loved her smarty-pants reply. Nice job!