Caleb’s Short Stories

(he had to write a story this week for his Writing Class in our weekly Co-op. It was to be solely based an a three box comic strip picture they were given. I thought it was pretty clever, for eleven years old!)

Fun with Tabasco Sauce

By Caleb K

Once upon a time, there was a babysitter named Susie who was watching a little boy. It was his birthday, and his parents had left him in her care to go buy his presents.

This mischievous young boy was named Silas, and he was VERY meticulous about what he ate. Unfortunately, the parents forgot to tell Susie this, so when Susie told Silas that she was making Eggplant Waffles with Gravy, he was very unhappy. Despite his pleading, she continued to make this particularly unpleasant dish.

When she got a phone call, she jokingly told Silas not to eat anything unsanitary, and then left. Silas quietly took a chair, set it next to the counter, and stepped up to the spice cabinet. Giggling, he took out the Tabasco sauce*, stepped down, and poured the entire contents into the mixing bowl. He ran off to his Xbox to play Black Ops**and the bowl started to froth and bubble.

Susie came in to find a giant eggplant monster romping around the kitchen! Uh Oh! She battled it furiously with a wooden spoon and a whisk, and finally slayed the evil monster by stuffing it down the garbage disposal, and saved the day. (Silas saved the day from zombies while playing Xbox, but that‘s another story.)

The End.

*Yes, I know Tabasco sauce is not a spice, but his parents did not really know that much about condiments.

**Yes, Black Ops is rated M for Mature, but Silas told his parents it stands for, “Mucho fun.”

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About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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