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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Childhood (09/03/09)

TITLE: The Rules Of The Schoolyard
By Donna Emery
09/09/09


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Kenny, can I talk to you before the bus comes?

Sure, kid. Whatís up?

Iím a little scared about going to kindergarten.

Listen, Erik: kindergartenís no big deal. I was there, when I was a kid. Iíll tell you what to expect.

Thanks, Kenny.

Hey, thatís OK. When I was a little kid like you, I didnít have a big brother and had to figure stuff out on my own.

Iím sure glad I have a big brother. Will you go on the bus with me and show me where to go?

No, Erik, I canít. I have to go on the middle school bus.

Thatís where the big kids go.

Yup, thatís me. Iím a big kid: double digits.

Double what?

Never mind. Look, Erik; itíll be OK. Thereís always a teacher to meet the bus at your school. Theyíll tell you where to go for kindergarten.

Oh, good. I wouldnít want to get in trouble my first day.

Donít worry, you wonít. Look, Erik: let me tell you some stuff about kindergarten. The cool kids have some rules, called the Rules of the Schoolyard.

Really? Rules of the Schoolyard? What are they?

Well, first off: whatís in your lunchbox?

Peanut butter and jelly and some Ring Dings.

Aww, no, Erik. Thatís kid stuff.

It is?

Sure! You canít eat that stuff; the other kidsíll think your Mom picked it out for you.

But, Kenny, Mom did pick it out for me. Except for the Ring Dings; theyíre my favorite. Iím not allowed to make my own lunch yet.

Well, yeah; I know that. But you canít let the other kids know that.

Why not?

Well, I donít know; you just canít. Itís the Rules of the Schoolyard.

Wow, I sure am lucky to have you to tell me about them rules.

Yeah. AnywayÖ gimme that peanut butter sandwich and hereís my baloney. Thatís a big kid sandwich.

But wonít the middle school kids say your Mom picked yours out?

Nyah, it donít work like that. Middle school kids are allowed to bring that kinda stuff.

Why?

You knowÖ

The Rules of the Schoolyard?

Yeah.

Well, what else does the Rules say?

Lotsa stuff. Like, when you have playtime, be sure you donít pick out some baby toy.

Like what?

Oh, I dunnoÖ like a stuffed animal.

But, Kenny, I like stuffed animals.

Yeah, I know Ė but you canít let the other kids know.

The Rules again?

The Rules.

Wow. OK. What else?

Well, in the afternoon, the teacheríll make you lay down and take a nap. You can close your eyes, but you canít sleep.

What if Iím sleepy?

Well, try not to be.

Why not?

Look, I canít help it. Itís the Rules.

Kenny, Iím gettiní scared. Iíve never been to school before. What if I donít know what to do?

Look, Erik, just remember what I told you and youíll be fine. Youíll figure it out. I did.

OK, Kenny.

Well, kid, the bus will be here soon. You better eat your breakfast. Donít worry so much about school. Youíve got Miss Landis and I heard sheís OK.

Well, thatís good.

Yeah, youíll be OK.

Thanks for telliní me those Rules, Kenny. I feel a little better, now.

Glad to hear it. After all: we kids gotta stick together.


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Shellie Bailey09/11/09
I really enjoyed this. My favorite part was "but kenny..."
Laury Hubrich 09/15/09
What would we do without big brothers and sisters? o boy;) Good job.