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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Experiment (02/16/12)

TITLE: The Problem Pill
By Ken Ebright



"Bart, you're sneezing and your eyes are red. I think you need to take your hay-fever medicine."

Lorraine went swiftly to the medicine cabinet to get the bottle, trotted over to Bart. Then she opened it up and picked up a pill with her finger. "Open wide."

Her five year old child opened his mouth, and let his mom put the pill on his tongue. After a second, he spat it out.

"Honey, you need to take your pill, open wide so I can give you your medicine. Don't you want to feel better?"

Bart shook his head.

Lorraine put some ketchup on the pill, and put in front of her son, but he wouldn‘t open his mouth. "Bart, you need to mind your mommy. Open wide NOW!" Her vein in her head throbbed.

Bart took the glass of water and threw it on the floor.

"Bart, no! You don't throw your glass on the floor." Her face turned red.

"Naaaa…naaaa," Bart started to cry.

"I don't understand why you don't mind your mother."

She went and plopped down at the kitchen table, folded her hands and bowed her head. "Lord, please help me to get my son to take his medicine."
After a few minutes, the phone rang and Lorraine scurried to answer it. "Hello."

"Hey Honey, I'm on my lunch break so I decided to call and see how you’re doing?"

Lorraine’s face clenched up. "Terrible, I can’t get Bart to take his hay-fever pills. I've tried several times. I don’t know what to do."

"Hmmm, when I was a little kid my mom would put a gob of frosting on a spoon and put the pill in the frosting. Why, don’t you try that?"

Her face lit up. "That's a good idea, I’ll try it."

Lorraine went to the drawer and got the spoon. Then she went to the refrigerator, got the frosting, and put a goop of it on the spoon.

"Hey Bart, do you want some frosting?"

Bart giggled and clapped.

"Open wide." Bart let his Mom put the spoon in his mouth and he swallowed the pill.

"Now drink some water." She held the cup up to his mouth while he drank it.

"Good job, Son. Praise the Lord, Thank you Jesus."

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Jenna Dawn02/23/12
Cute story about a mom frustrations with a seemingly simple task.

I have to say, I wondered why she chose to put ketchup on the pill, unless she knew her son loved ketchup.

Also, as the story progressed, I imagined Bart must be pretty little, like two or three. I went back and read that he was five. Maybe you have a five year old like Bart, but the behavior of the character you described seemed younger to me. I would have expected Bart to talk and maybe argue verbally with his mother.

I like that the dad got to be the hero. :) Men are too often portrayed as stupid and unnecessary these days, so bravo for that.

Nice job. Keep writing!
Nancy Bucca02/23/12
I love the beginning line, "Ahhh... Chew!" This story is a lot of fun and a creative take on the topic.
Jody Day 02/23/12
On target and sweet. Good job. Keep writing!
C D Swanson 02/24/12
This was so sweet and enjoyable to read. Thank you. I really liked the ending. God Bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 02/26/12
You did a nice job with this. I still think putting ketchup on the pill is hysterical!
Kathleen Langridge03/01/12
Engaging story. Reminded me of Mary Poppins, A Spoonful of Sugar. Good to see Dad have some sense. I did think the little boy at 5 would have been more verbal? Well done.