How the Insects Learned to Fly
Written in February 2004
A long time ago in a land far, far away there lived some insects that wanted to fly. One day a bird flew by and landed in the insect’s den. One of the insects asked if he could hop on the bird’s wing. The bird said, “Of course not. Find your own wings!” Continue reading “How the Insects Learned to Fly”
Once upon a time and whence upon a land, a majestic house cat prowled the expansive planes of 143 Lanted Drive. This house cat stalked the interior of her castle, patrolling for intruders which were few and far between, happily eating and napping at heart’s will, and awing onlookers with her immense fluffy beauty and soft, golden-patched calico fur. She was a queen in her land, and she loved her luxurious life. Continue reading “The House Cat and the House”
Kim, the Lonely One
Written in 2004
Once upon a time there lived a girl named Kim. She was always alone. The other kids would be the same as each other. Like if one person tripped another kid would. Kim was kind of a sad person. Not even a very funny joke would cheer her up. Continue reading “Kim, the Lonely One”
The Day Shark Didn’t Understand
Written in 2003 by a young BC
Once upon a time there were some animals that went to school. One of them was a shark. He was trouble. He was also very afraid. One day he did not understand a homework assignment about senses. He was too afraid to ask the teacher. Continue reading “The Day Shark Didn’t Understand”
A Pair of Glasses
Written by BC in 2003
Once upon a time there lived a lamb who always went to the library. But the words always appeared blurry. She didn’t know what to do about it. So she decided to tell her mother. Then when she heard news she got her some glasses. Lamb didn’t like the glasses but they were important. She didn’t want to go out in public, so she got her little brother to do it for her. Continue reading “A Pair of Glasses”
“Aaaand N.T. with the win!”
The crowd went wild—-or, rather, Reid, Carli, and Talia went wild, cheering and dancing around, as N.T.’s sled crossed over the line drawn in the snow by Reid’s boot. Margaret trailed N.T. by a few seconds, sliding slowly on her toboggan and laughing at her own loss.
Continue reading “N.T. Ed and the Encyclopedia of Dreams: The Epilogue”
Normally, Ned Theodore Ed would not voyage into the thick of a blizzard in the middle of the night. Normally, N.T. would not leave the warmth and comfort of a fortified house with quilted blankets, candles, and a room full of books, for the sake of throwing himself out into the cold, harsh, sideways snowfall that raged outside, extending into the darkest hours of the night’s reign. However, N.T. did not find himself in a very “normal” scenario that evening, and so contrary to any of his instincts or preferences, N.T. was suited up in a snow coat with a flashlight in one hand, a sled in the other, standing in the garage doorway of Margaret’s house preparing to face the elements.
Continue reading “N.T. Ed and the Encyclopedia of Dreams: Part V”
Have you ever had a dream in which you’re running to get somewhere, but no matter how much you try, you never seem to get there? It’s like you’re running so slow, even though you’re trying so hard, and sometimes it feels like you’re not even moving. Well if you do, then you know how N.T. felt, because N.T. Ed was currently running up a winding, mountain road, struggling to get to the dream version of his house; however, to him, it felt like he was making no progress at all.
Continue reading “N.T. Ed and the Encyclopedia of Dreams Part IV”
When N.T. regained consciousness, he was lying underwater, on an uncomfortable bed of pennies. Quickly he jumped up to his feet, splashing out of the water with only a fraction of grace, and looked around him rapidly to discover he was standing in a wishing well in the center of a town. Water dripped off of him as he took a moment to look around and jog his memory.
Continue reading “N.T. Ed and the Encyclopedia of Dreams Part III”
The muffled sound of churning water rushed Ned Theodore Ed’s ears, and he closed his eyes with the intensity of the sensation. Suddenly his skeleton body was tumultuously flung about, and he gulped but received no air, only water. He struggled with the underwater current, but his bones were propelled in random directions he wasn’t strong enough to resist, and within moments, he was hugging sand and the water rushed away from him as the tide retreated from the beach.
Continue reading “N.T. Ed and the Encyclopedia of Dreams Part II”