Wednesday, February 12, 2014
When
Dragon Drew danced around his cave, he
jumped high. He tapped hard. He spun fast.
One day...
Swoosh!
Crash!
His
sister Amy's tower tumbled to the ground.
“Watch
your tail,” warned Amy and packed
up her pebbles.
Grrr.
I always knock stuff over. Drew
moped into his bedcave. He set up his play town. He lined up the
houses. When he stood the last people in the school, he heard his
neighbor singing.
What
a rockin' song, he thought.
Drew jumped. Drew tapped. Drew spun.
Swoosh!
Crash!
The
whole town whipped under his bed.
“Watch your tail,” warned Mom and handed him a broom.
Grrr.
I always scratch up my
toys. Drew stomped into the
playcave and set out paper and paints.
He dipped his brush in the blue. He smeared some red with his paw.
When he hung his picture to dry, he heard Amy practicing her piano.
What
a jazzy tune, he thought.
Drew jumped. Drew tapped. Drew spun.
Swoosh!
Crash!
The
easel flew against the wall.
“Watch your tail,” warned Dad and handed him a mop.
Grrr.
I always make a mess. Drew
sulked to the living cave and grabbed some books. He read one and put
it beside him. He read a second book and stacked it on the first, and
then another and another. When he closed the last book, he heard...
A
pan clink. A cupboard
bang. Plates clank.
And a spoon ding
on a glass.
What
a great beat, thought Drew.
Drew jumped. Drew tapped. Drew spun.
Swoosh!
Crash!
Books
flew across the living cave smashing everything!
“Not again,” said Dad.
“Clean up this cave,” said Mom.
Grrr.
I always cause a catastrophe. Drew
wiped a tear from his cheek.
Drew
looked at his tail. Then, he looked at the mess. Mmmm...
Drew
hummed and wiggled this way. He hummed and shimmied that way.
Finally, he hummed and twisted everywhere until the living cave was
tidy.
Drew was so happy, he jumped. He tapped. He spun.
Swoosh!
But
no Crash!
“Look at that tail!” said Mom, Dad, and Amy. “Great job,
Drew!”
What do you think?
Do you ever have days when everything seems to go wrong?
Do you ever have times when it's hard to control your excitement? If so, when?
Have you ever bumped into something or dropped something or spilled something by accident? How did you feel? How did you fix it?
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