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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Yellow (11/12/09)

TITLE: I'm a Big Girl Now
By Charlotte Seymour
11/18/09


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Sally sniffed boy something smells terrific! Sitting up in bed rubbing sleepy eyes she sniffed again. So, I’m not dreaming, Mom is making cinnamon toast for breakfast! Throwing back the covers Sally climbed out of bed. Grabbing her bathrobe on the way out of her bedroom she yelled running down the stairs headed for the kitchen, “Mom…Mom…can I have burr-na-nahs on my cinnamon toast?”

Her mother was standing in front of the stove when Sally burst into the kitchen. “Did you hear me, Mom? Can I please have burr-na-nahs on my cinnamon toast?”

“Sally, I heard you…sit down honey your breakfast is ready” said her mother pointing her spatula at the breakfast bar.

Sally grinned right beside her plate was a big yellow banana. I knew it; this is going to be a good day!

Sally climbed up on her breakfast stool quickly peeled her banana and began slicing chunks on top of her cinnamon toast. Her mother waited until she finished before drizzling maple syrup across the top. Without hesitation Sally speared a piece of cinnamon toast with her fork then stabbed a chunk of banana and shoveled a big bite dripping with syrup into her mouth.

“Are you ready for your spelling test today Sally?”

“Yep,” said Sally nodding her head vigorously.

“Don’t forget today is the day you ride home on Bus Number Nine.”

Swallowing in haste Sally said, “I know Mom, did you forget I am a big girl now?”

“Sally, even big girls need to be reminded especially if it is important.”

A half hour later Sally stood in front of her mirror modeling the dress her Grandma had made for her. The top was yellow but Mom called it goldenrod whatever…and the pleated skirt was plaid green, yellow with tiny red and white stripes. Sally chose yellow ribbons to tie around the ends of her pigtails.

“Sally…its seven fifteen, your bus will be here soon. Are you ready yet?”

Later the same day “Stevie stop it!” hissed Sally.

“Alright class put your books into your desks. You only need a pencil. It is time for your spelling test... Sally…what are you doing?”

“Mrs. Wilson, I have to pound Stevie! He keeps yanking my pigtails!”

“I’ll take care of Stevie, you sit down now!”

Sally flounced into her seat smoothed her dress and took a pencil out of her desk. Tossing her pigtails she did her best to ignore all the kids staring at her. Whew, that will fix Stevie, he has to sit on the little kid stool in the corner. Sally glared at Stevie I’ll bet he won’t be messing with me anymore!

School was out. Sally sat in the Principal’s office trying to look innocent. The Principal was on the telephone talking to her mother “Sally refused to get on the bus after school today Mrs. Armstrong.”

Boy she sure looks mad thought Sally. Golly, I hope Mom isn’t mad too.

Suddenly the Principal hung up the telephone, “Sally, your Mom is on the way to pick you up.”

Sally nodded studying the Principal’s face closely. “Am I in trouble?”

“You’re not in trouble. Just relax I am positive we can clear up a misunderstanding once your mother gets here. Would you like to have some juice while you wait? There’s Apple, Grape…”

“Apple…Please!”

A half hour later Sally’s Mom walked into the Principals’ office, “Hi, Mrs. Armstrong thanks for coming so quickly. Sally, please explain to your mother why you wouldn’t get on the bus after school?”

“Well, Mom it’s like this…you said I was to get on Bus Number Nine, right?”

“Yes, Sally so…?”

Sally watched her mother’s eyes get all squinty and her eyebrows crinkled together. “There was no Bus Number Nine.”

“What?”

“She’s right said the Principal. Today…there was no Bus Number Nine.”

“But…the note from Sally’s teacher said her bus number was nine?”

Smiling, the Principal said, “That’s true but…today Bus Number Nine wouldn’t start so they sent Bus Number Four instead.”

“Oh, said Sally’s mother. So… what’s the problem?”

“Sally, said the Principal “tell your mother what you told me.”

Sally cleared her throat, “Mom… you remember…we had you are a big girl now talk?”

“Yeah, and…”

“Well, Mom you said get on Bus Number Nine. There wasn’t a Bus Number Nine so I decided big girls don’t ride with strangers. I said No! I won’t get on Bus Number Four.”

“Wow! said Sally’s mother, you are a big girl now!”
















I’m a Big Girl Now

Sally sniffed boy something smells terrific! Sitting up in bed rubbing sleepy eyes she sniffed again. So, I’m not dreaming, Mom is making cinnamon toast for breakfast! Throwing back the covers Sally climbed out of bed. Grabbing her bathrobe on the way out of her bedroom she yelled running down the stairs headed for the kitchen, “Mom…Mom…can I have burr-na-nahs on my cinnamon toast?”

Her mother was standing in front of the stove when Sally burst into the kitchen. “Did you hear me, Mom? Can I please have burr-na-nahs on my cinnamon toast?”

“Sally, I heard you…sit down honey your breakfast is ready” said her mother pointing her spatula at the breakfast bar.

Sally grinned right beside her plate was a big yellow banana. I knew it; this is going to be a good day!

Sally climbed up on her breakfast stool quickly peeled her banana and began slicing chunks on top of her cinnamon toast. Her mother waited until she finished before drizzling maple syrup across the top. Without hesitation Sally speared a piece of cinnamon toast with her fork then stabbed a chunk of banana and shoveled a big bite dripping with syrup into her mouth.

“Are you ready for your spelling test today Sally?”

“Yep,” said Sally nodding her head vigorously.

“Don’t forget today is the day you ride home on Bus Number Nine.”

Swallowing in haste Sally said, “I know Mom, did you forget I am a big girl now?”

“Sally, even big girls need to be reminded especially if it is important.”

A half hour later Sally stood in front of her mirror modeling the dress her Grandma had made for her. The top was yellow but Mom called it goldenrod whatever…and the pleated skirt was plaid green, yellow with tiny red and white stripes. Sally chose yellow ribbons to tie around the ends of her pigtails.

“Sally…its seven fifteen, your bus will be here soon. Are you ready yet?”

Later the same day “Stevie stop it!” hissed Sally.

“Alright class put your books into your desks. You only need a pencil. It is time for your spelling test... Sally…what are you doing?”

“Mrs. Wilson, I have to pound Stevie! He keeps yanking my pigtails!”

“I’ll take care of Stevie, you sit down now!”

Sally flounced into her seat smoothed her dress and took a pencil out of her desk. Tossing her pigtails she did her best to ignore all the kids staring at her. Whew, that will fix Stevie, he has to sit on the little kid stool in the corner. Sally glared at Stevie I’ll bet he won’t be messing with me anymore!

School was out. Sally sat in the Principal’s office trying to look innocent. The Principal was on the telephone talking to her mother “Sally refused to get on the bus after school today Mrs. Armstrong.”

Boy she sure looks mad thought Sally. Golly, I hope Mom isn’t mad too.

Suddenly the Principal hung up the telephone, “Sally, your Mom is on the way to pick you up.”

Sally nodded studying the Principal’s face closely. “Am I in trouble?”

“You’re not in trouble. Just relax I am positive we can clear up a misunderstanding once your mother gets here. Would you like to have some juice while you wait? There’s Apple, Grape…”

“Apple…Please!”

A half hour later Sally’s Mom walked into the Principals’ office, “Hi, Mrs. Armstrong thanks for coming so quickly. Sally, please explain to your mother why you wouldn’t get on the bus after school?”

“Well, Mom it’s like this…you said I was to get on Bus Number Nine, right?”

“Yes, Sally so…?”

Sally watched her mother’s eyes get all squinty and her eyebrows crinkled together. “There was no Bus Number Nine.”

“What?”

“She’s right said the Principal. Today…there was no Bus Number Nine.”

“But…the note from Sally’s teacher said her bus number was nine?”

Smiling, the Principal said, “That’s true but…today Bus Number Nine wouldn’t start so they sent Bus Number Four instead.”

“Oh, said Sally’s mother. So… what’s the problem?”

“Sally, said the Principal “tell your mother what you told me.”

Sally cleared her throat, “Mom… you remember…we had you are a big girl now talk?”

“Yeah, and…”

“Well, Mom you said get on Bus Number Nine. There wasn’t a Bus Number Nine so I decided big girls don’t ride with strangers. I said No! I won’t get on Bus Number Four.”

“Wow! said Sally’s mother, you are a big girl now!”


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Yvonne Blake 11/22/09
Good dialogue! I was a little confused at her age, though. Her speech didn't seem to fit her actions. Keep writing.
Barbara Lynn Culler11/23/09
Cute story.
The opening line needs some punctuation. Perhaps you could make the story flow better with segues into the scene changes.

Looks like two drafts of the story were submitted.