"There's another blogfest coming up and I don't have any idea what to write about." I'm watching the traffic and not my daughter.
"What's this one about?"
"Umm, it's a bad girl theme." My mind starts racing. Do I really want to discuss this with my 12 year old?
My problem is I've never been a "bad girl", never hung around "bad girls", and the only things I can think of to write about are not appropriate. So I won't write them. I glance at her sitting in the passenger seat, and I can tell she's thinking hard.
"You know, girls who lie, steal, cheat, break the rules. That kind of thing." The kinds of things not mentioned hang heavy in the car.
"Oh, I could write it for you since you are so busy." She sounds excited. That makes me feel excited, and curious.
"Sure, I think that would be great, and I'll even post it for everyone to read."
Two days later she brings me the following story. I have to say, I LOVE it! It made me smile, it made me laugh. My daughter is soooo like me! Totally clueless in every way at age twelve. I hope it lasts a little longer. There is also a nice little twist at the end. I did not edit or change any of her writing (punctuation or spelling), but will tell you she has already pointed out some plot problems to me. See, she is even a natural at revision. Or I spend way too much time talking about writing and revising when my children are around...
There I was, in the middle of the hallway, on the first day of school. The day had been great so far. I made lots of new friends. I even got a cool green gel pen. I was heading to where my teacher said the bus lot was. I think I made a wrong turn somewhere. All of a sudden, I heard someone coming. The person rounded the corner and stared me down.
"What do you think your doing punk!" She demanded.
"Trying to find my bus." I replied.
"Looks like you need some help." She said sympathetically.
"Yes." I said with my hopes up.
"Well, ya ain't gettin' it." She yelled back.
She started walking away and I dared to call out, "Please, I need to get home."
She turned back and said, "I'm so NOT sorry!" She turned around again and called out, "Get lost, I got some pots to sell."
"Please!" I pleaded.
"No, and ya want some advice? Go smoke some weeds."
That's when a teacher came to the rescue. He led me down some hallways and to the bus lot. I got on just in time. I couldn't wait to tell my mom about my day.
When I got home I threw my book bag on the floor and called out, "Mom, guess what I did today?"
I told her all about my teacher and friends. I even saved the best for last. I told her about the kid who was selling pots and likes to burn dandelions.
I guess the moral of the story is: When your fifth grade sister finds you in the halls alone, on the first day of kindergarten, don't expect her to be nice. Expect her to be a bad girl.
Later on she told me pots--as in flower pots or vases, and weeds like dandelions like she changed before typing this footnote:). I just thought you should know I DO NOT KNOW ANY FIFTH GRADERS SELLING POT (or pots) OR WEED(or dandelions) --K :)
That is soooooooooooo K! I too love her innocence and sense of humor!ReplyDelete
That was really good. I loved the sister part. I so wasn't expecting that. :)ReplyDelete
I think SHE (daughter) was the bad girl because she used AIN'T which she knows is one of her dad's least favorite words in the world :) Great job daughter--You did a really good job on this. I really like the twist at the end that the bad girl was her older sister. I wonder if there are any older sisters like that in our house :) :) I thought sayins she was selling potS and smokine weedS was kind of funny! Love DADReplyDelete
What a great story! The sister totally surprised me! =)ReplyDelete
What?! I'm so glad I never had a sister now! But, then again, this is somewhat similar to encouters with my brothers *sighs*ReplyDelete
This was brilliant! I like this guest blogger a lot ;~)
What the...pots? Weeds? Holy.....ReplyDelete
This is the baddest Bad Girl yet! And she's only in 5th grade! :)
Thanks for posting this! When does she get her own blog?
Thanks for participating! Come check out my entries and everyone else's!
Ha! Oh, that's awfully sweet, good lady. Your gal's a natural. :)ReplyDelete
LOL, glad you guys enjoyed it. I can't wait for her to get home and read your comments. She has created her own world and keeps a notebook with character bios, magic elements in the world and artifacts. She has 4 species with their own symbols--all drawn out and color coded. She will end up way better than me some day because she is ORGANIZED. Her only problem? She has all these things but doesn't know what happens yet. I told her give it a few years and life will bring all kinds of ideas to her.ReplyDelete
Anyway, she is actually in the 7th grade but used 5th grade so the sisters would be in the same school. I asked her if she knew any 7th graders selling pot. Her reply? "some of them probably smoke it, but I don't know of anyone selling it." *sigh of relief from me*
As for her own blog. Mmmm, we will wait on that a while I think. ;) but she can guest blog for me anytime she wants.
Oh, and I laugh. The highlighted and rainbow colored text is SO in now. She rainbow coats everything!ReplyDelete
that was fun to read! Way to go Kiah!ReplyDelete
I love ALL your stories Kiah, but my favorite is still your deer hunting with Kenny. You always do such a geat job! Loved the twist at the end too.ReplyDelete
Awesome twist. Very cute bad girl story.ReplyDelete
You should be proud, Charity :)
i actually used a fith grader because what kind of kid sells pots and cooks weeds. the only time i smoke things is when it is sunny, and i have a magnifying glass when i do that ('')ReplyDelete
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She is adorable! I hope her innocence lasts longer too. It's so rare these days.ReplyDelete
She's also a very talented writer.
Aw, Charity! You are so sweet for posting her story here. I really hate bullies. Tell her to keep up the wonderful job of writing and to NEVER give up!ReplyDelete
OMG! How sweet is this? You must be so proud of her for coming up with such a great bad girl entry. I hope she likes writing enough to keep up with it. :)ReplyDelete
Hahaha. The moral is my favorite part--it gives it a great twist. Way to go, Kiah!ReplyDelete
That is funny. Way to go Kiah. The deer story is pretty funny Oma, but they sad part pf that story is I totally believed it!ReplyDelete