Mama Mashpatatoes
Sep 1st, 2001, 10:49:44 AM
Mama had sat in her rocking chair that was in front of her small house. As she had always done, rocking back and forth, reading the newspaper searching for news of trouble. She was, afterall, what some would call a superhero. As she sat she had noticed a group of young children walking by with a dog.
"Hello children. Are you going to play with Pudgy today?"
Pudgy was her dog, it was thanks to this dog that people were calling her a hero. But that is a story for another day.
"Yes, we are. Would you like to join us Mama?"
The kids were stopped in front of her yard. Waiting for her answer.
"Not right now children, though I might show up later."
They all looked disappointed by that response. The children loved to play with Mama. They continued on their way, along with Pudgy who was trailing them.
"Hello children. Are you going to play with Pudgy today?"
Pudgy was her dog, it was thanks to this dog that people were calling her a hero. But that is a story for another day.
"Yes, we are. Would you like to join us Mama?"
The kids were stopped in front of her yard. Waiting for her answer.
"Not right now children, though I might show up later."
They all looked disappointed by that response. The children loved to play with Mama. They continued on their way, along with Pudgy who was trailing them.