Monday, October 5, 2009

Under the Apple Tree


I see a young lady sitting under a tree.  It looks like a beautiful woman.  As a matter of fact, I was outside. That’s pretty.  She had a whole page. 

 

What’s the woman’s name?  I don’t know.  That’s a pretty one.  Her name is Betty. 

 

What is she holding in her hand?  She’s holding her head in her hands. It looks like she’s holding something.

 

It looks like another person behind her.  Also, she’s got a hat on her head. 

 

He likes her party.  She doesn’t like him.  I don’t like him.  There’s trouble.  Yes, there is.  Right up here.  Ten troubles.  Right down there.  

 

What does Betty want?  I can’t see what’s under the tree.  Betty wants money.  Is it two dollars?  No, that’s nothing.

 

I think somebody might be getting apples.  It could possibly be an apple tree.   I think that’s what it is.  Where is the apple tree? 

 

He was having a good time. 

 

There are other trees beside apple trees.  Now, what kind it is, I don’t remember.  Do you like apples?  Yeah. 

 

Where is this woman?  It looks like she’s sitting down.  Just sitting down.  There’s that.  Okay. 

 

What is she holding in her hands?  That looks funny.  I don’t know where I’ll get them from. She just disappears.  Are those horses in the background?  She has long hair.  I thought it was. 

 

Who did I give my apple tree to?  Where was it?  In Indiana.  They’re popular up there.  How do you know this?  You told me.  Do you believe everything everyone tells you?  Yes.  I trust people.  You can’t trust me.  Why not?  I don’t trust anybody.  How can you trust anybody?  The man who took my apple tree was a real nice guy.  I should never have let him.  We’ll take them out. 

 

If you have an apple tree, which state is that?  Betty had an apple tree in Indiana.  Great big red apples.  I’ve seen an apple tree.  Not in every state in the union. 

 

Can we?  Yes, we can. 

 

What are these bright things?  Are they trees or are they horses?  Could it be horses with the apple trees?  If it’s in Indiana, it would be perfect.  There’s one for kids. 

 

Do the horses eat the apples?  I think you’re right on that.  A horse will gobble down an apple. What color apples do the horses like best?  Anything.  If you offer an apple to a horse, he’ll eat it.  I saw two horses right outside here about ten days ago. 

 

It doesn’t necessarily have to be in Indiana.  In the state of New York, that’s another place.  In the northern states they have all kinds of apples, big ones, red, yellow, green.  A fresh, new tree.  I’m not going to eat the whole tree.  Just the apple.  That’s what I was thinking. 

 

I just know that apples are very important in the state of New York.  When I lived in Iceland, which I did, we got them from New York, and it was great.  They just came to be eaten.  They were shipped.  All the apples from New York or any of those northern states were great. 

 

What else can we do with apples?  There’s all kinds of things you could make.  Apple pie, apple cake.  People love to eat apples.  They’re really good.  Betty is going to pick the apples.  Apples from the north.  Not way north, just north.  Good old apple pie.  With ice cream.  Do they make pies here?  Yes, they cook with apples here.  It’s like me.  Those are great big apples.  Yes. That’s what I want to get. 

 

That’s a pan.  There is it, right there. 

 

What is Betty going to do next, after she gets up from under the tree?  I don’t know where they are.  There’s good apples in southern California, too.  Is she in California?  No, it’s too hot down there.  In the spring and fall it’s beginning to get cold. 

 

It’s too sandy to grow apples in Florida. 

 

I’m from all over.  I think I was born in Indiana. 

 

I’ve noticed even outside here, in the back, you can’t sit a whole lot of things in the ground.  It is not easy to do.  I have tried it.  I had a big thing and I planted it but most of the time it would just die.  Gardening is hard in Florida.  It’s so hot and sandy.  I don’t like sand.  What do they grow?  Oranges. 

 

In Indiana there’s wonderful apples.  And snow.  We had everything. 

 

Where is Betty from?  Where there are apples.  From New York state. 

 

It looks like an apple tree, although it’s very heavily polished.  It’s very nice. 

 

What is the woman going to do next?  She’s going to pick some apples.  What is she going to do with the apples?  Clean them and polish them and eat them.  Cook them real good.  She could make applesauce or apple cider and make a great, big, sweet apple pie in the kitchen. 

 

STORY BY: Betty, Patricia, Vivian, Sudar, Miss Peach

 

HELPERS: Terry, Katie, Sarah

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Optical Illusion


That’s probably a man.  It makes sense.  He’s trying to jump.  That looks like a cliff.  A man would be dumb enough to do something like that.  He’s never going to make it to the other side. 

 

Why is he trying to jump to the other side?  He wants to win the trophy. 

 

He’s not heavy.  He’s spry.  These are cliffs on both sides. He’s trying to jump over here.  I don’t think I would try to jump over a mountain for a trophy.  Maybe there’s money, too?  I doubt that. 

 

Jumping from here to here is terrible.  If somebody tried to do this, forget it.  It’s an optical illusion. 

 

Where is the man?  Where would there be cliffs?  He’s out west some place.  Where is he from?  I have no idea.  Does he live in the west or is he on vacation?  Is he having fun on a trip?  That doesn’t look like much fun.  Where is he from?  No telling.  Maybe the north? 

 

The cliffs scare me.  I’m Icelandic.  There’d be big cliffs and different stuff in Iceland.  I was used to that when I was a kid. 

 

Is he going to make it to the other side?  I think it’s just an illusion.  Someone would never go if he didn’t make sure he could make it first.  It’d be silly if they didn’t know the land real well.  He probably knows what’s going on.  There’s no way that anybody could jump from here to over there. 

 

I’m from Iceland.  People don’t think about this much.  They wouldn’t do that.  They know better. 

 

I was just looking at this.  He must have a good reason for jumping because there’s not that many stupid people in the world.  What’s his reason?  He’s doing it for a girl. 

 

He doesn’t look like a girl.  Maybe it’s an optical illusion.  I’ve seen some pretty rough places, but I’ve never seen anything like that. 

 

The rock on the right looks like a face. 

 

I was looking at the National Geographic and it was a new one and that was up in Iceland. 

 

It looks like a very dangerous thing to do this.  I think there’s a mirror behind some big rock.  They made a rock especially for him to jump over. 

 

The girl wouldn’t be impressed.  Would you?  There might be ropes down there. 

 

He’s trying to impress more than one girl. 

 

It doesn’t look that dangerous to me.  It might just be a joke.  He’s going to land because he’s already jumped it.  He does this all the time. 

 

There’s a turtle at the top.  What is the turtle doing there?  That’s for us to figure out.  The idea I like. 

 

You have to black and white it more.  The guy is jumping from one thing to another.  He’s way up here and they’re way down there.  He wants it to look like it’s big and dangerous, but he probably knows the land.  So you think the girls are watching him? 

 

There’s enough spaces down here, it looks like a big man.  It doesn’t seem likely that the man would be stupid enough to jump.  I think it’s an optical illusion.  Do you know anybody that stupid?  I hope not. 

 

The rock looks like a big mouth.  Do you know anybody that ugly? 

 

The girls are watching him. 

 

I don’t think anybody’s that dumb.  At least I don’t know anybody that dumb.  He’d have to be very bold to do something dumb like that. 

 

That desert doesn’t look very real.  The guy is running to jump over something.  There would have to be something in between the cliffs.  It’s kind of fun making these. 

 

Maybe that’s a turtle at the top.  It looks to me like he’s hanging on to something.  If this is an optical illusion, he could be jumping from two or three steps.  No man would jump that far in his right mind. 

 

What do we want his name to be?  Idiot.  But he’s pretty smart because he doesn’t have any obvious things that he’s hanging by except at the very beginning.  You could make a picture look like it’s really at a distance.  You could have three or four photographs of different things set in different positions. 

 

I just want him to make it over the water. 

 

Besides that, this face and this face and this face are like a mile apart and nobody could jump that far.  If this guy is drawing a picture on the wall, he would look this tall.  You could make a picture look like it’s real big and it wouldn’t be that big.  Down at the bottom, there’s a man picture, too.  There’s different sizes of people.  He’s just taken different photographs and stuck them together.  People can do some stupid things nowadays.  The face at the bottom is bigger than the face at the top.  It doesn’t look like a face, though.  It looks like trees.  The face on the right looks like a carrot.  A very wrinkly carrot. 

 

I was reading National Geographic and I was just reading it and they found animals frozen to death.  I think there are animals in this picture.  That might be a cow on top of a hill. 

 

He better keep his feet together or he’s not going to be a cow.  He’s going to be mush.

 

It looks like a rushing river he’s trying to come across.  They’re doing too many different kinds of things.  The man in the middle has a very big head. 

 

Do you think there’s one woman on the side or two or three or four?  She’s looking through something to see him.  She’s close to him.  How many ladies do you think there are?  You can’t really tell with a picture.  They can do a lot of things.  It looks like there’s two women standing together.  Maybe four or five.  They couldn’t talk.  You can’t talk as easy in the mountains as you do out here.  You can do a lot of things with photography.  What do the women say to the man?  They’re not saying anything important. 

 

At the top, it looks like the bottom of the ocean.  How can you walk on top of a tree like that?  It looks fishy to me. 

 

What is this man going to do next?  Suicide.  If he makes it across, what is he going to do next?  Do you think he’s going to make it?  He could have a lot of ropes and things around him so he’s real safe.   Is this going to be in a show?  Some of that stuff is fun to watch, but I don’t think that would be fun to watch.  It’s too artificial looking. 

 

If you look at the picture sideways, it looks like a big optical illusion.  It doesn’t look sensible to me.  There might be water rushing down.  The water comes through the mountains.  This guy must have gotten very upset.  They’ve already built a bridge across, because I don’t think there’s someone that stupid.  There might be a bridge there.  It might be in somebody’s back yard. 

 

This picture is beautiful. 

 

Do you think they’re taking a picture from the right or the left?  It’s a pretty good optical illusion.  I like this picture.  That could be snow between two houses.  I wouldn’t want to jump across it. 

 

How does this story end?  Rushing through the river.  He’s going to make it to the other side.  He could be doing it to impress the girls.  Some girls are easily impressed.  Are these girls impressed?  I doubt that.  These girls look too old to even be out there. 

 

This picture is three different places fit together.  It’s amazing how they can do that. 

 

STORY BY: Betty, Miss Peach, Sudar, Betty Kelly

 

HELPERS: Katie, Jessica, Sarah

Monday, September 28, 2009

Riding to California


That looks like a turkey.  That’s a big bird. 

 

It looks like swans.  I don’t think it’s swans. 

 

My friends are into this stuff.  What kind of stuff is that? 

 

It’s got skinny legs.  It looks like a turkey.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen anybody riding a big bird.  It looks like a turkey with skinny legs.  I keep thinking of turkeys, turkeys, turkeys.  I saw the whole turkey. 

 

Who is in the picture?  Or what is it?  It has to be a man or a woman.  I’ve never seen anybody ride a bird like this.  It looks a woman up here and a man down here.  The legs are too masculine to be a woman. 

 

The person riding the bird looks like a woman.  What is her name?  What should we call her? 

 

I surely wouldn’t want to ride that thing like a horse.  I would be scared to death.  But they can train those things, I think. 

 

Where is the bird going?  Any place in the good old USA.  California.  There’s snow there.  I never saw it while I was there. 

 

Could be a quarrel, a fight.  What would they be fighting about?  I don’t know.  Let’s make it up. 

 

This might be a big lie. 

 

I think one of them is trying to beat the other one.  They’re both jumping the wire at the same time.  I’ve seen people riding these huge birds.  Let’s just turn the paper over and see how good it is. 

 

It looks like a very strong bird.  It’s probably in some kind of park.  It looks like a duck.  A duck!  Wasn’t there a long time ago a game called duck-duck-goose? 

 

If I turn this picture the other way it looks like a cow.  It looks like a woman with a man beside her.  She’s got to give that bird a good kick.  They’re not going like that all the way to California. 

 

Where are they right now?  There’s a lot of snow around.  They could be any place.  Not Florida.  I don’t wish for snow. 

 

It looks like a man and fish.  A man and a stork.  A long-tailed woman or something.  You can look at the same picture and see two or three things. 

 

She should not give the bird a big kick.  That would not be very nice.  That’s a very large bird. 

 

I’m still curious about what they’re quarreling about.  

 

That’s a bird of some kind.  There’s not a lot in the background.  What are those posts doing?  He has something.  Right there.  That looks like a bird of some kind.  I wonder who dreams up these pictures? 

 

What does the bird want?  What would the person want?  That’s a very big bird and it can kick you.  It looks a like a man with his arms around a chicken.  Where do you see a chicken?  Just the top of the head and the skinny legs.  That looks like a cat to me. 

 

The man wants to go for a ride.  What’s stopping him?  He’s going to California.  He looks very happy with this bird.  A lot of people say that’s a very ferocious bird.  What are they going to do in California?  I hope they’re not going to walk all the way to California from here.  Well, there’s snow in California all the time. 

 

What is the bird’s name?  That looks like a fish.  It looks like he’s got reins around his neck.  They’re very strong birds.  Look at its legs.  He’s got nice shoes, if nothing else.  So if the bird gets tired of walking to California, he could carry the bird.  He doesn’t look like a football player.  The bird lays eggs. 

 

What is the man’s usual job?  He trains birds.  He probably likes his job.  I never have seen a bird stand up that tall.  It looks like a big swan.  Birds like a big area.  They lay eggs.  I always thought there were more of these kinds of birds in California, but I don’t know.  I haven’t been to California yet. 

 

What do people do in California?  They’ve got big cars.  I doubt they will go surfing.  Yes, they will go surfing. 

 

How do you know it’s a bird?  It looks like a man and a woman to me.  And this looks like a horse.  Do you think a bird would learn a person’s language?  Yeah. 

 

I thought this was a man.  I thought so, too.  But now I think it’s a fish and a fish and a fish.  No, that’s a part of a bird.  It’s a talking parrot.  Birds that big can talk and say real dumb things.  What does it say? 

 

Now all of the sudden it looks like three ice cream cones. 

 

The bird would say to the man, “I coming through.”  In your picture it looks like a cow and in mind it looks like a stork.  The man might have spurs on his shoes. 

 

If you look at the picture from a distance it looks like a flower and different colors.  At the top of the picture it looks like a fan.  What kind of critter has legs like that?  It looks like a banana with a skirt.  Now when I look at it again it doesn’t look like that at all. 

 

I think that bird is more around in California.  I believe the bird is from California.  He’s going home.  What do you think the sign on the bottom says? 

 

The person has flowers on his arms.  I don’t know if it’s a man or a woman.  The bird looks like a parrot. 

 

There it is.  That doesn’t look a dog to me.  It looks like a fish.  Why would a fish be standing up like that out of water?  That must be something else. 

 

How many birds does this man have?  Just one.  What about this one down here?  Does he have more than one?  Yes.  He has something. 

 

Are they taking money with them to California?  I think so.  I used to sell Avon.  Maybe they’re going to sell Avon in California.  No, it’s too hot out there. 

 

All of the sudden it looks like he’s playing on something and shooting things up in the air.  This guy is sitting on something.  That wasn’t a woman sitting there a while ago.  He’s coming out of a trashcan. He’s certainly going to get his butt warmed.  I suppose that’s warm water. 

 

How do you think our story should end?  With oddballs.  Does it end in California?  I like California so I don’t want it to end.

 

STORY BY: Vivian, Miss Peach, Patricia, Nancy, Betty, Sudar


HELPERS: Terry, Jessica, Katie, Sarah

 

 

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Love

Love is my children.

Love is my husband. 

Love is my friends.

Love is my grandchildren.

Love is caring for others.

Love is going to church.

 

We should love everybody.

Love thy neighbor.

Too many people don’t.

 

Love is my dad packing lunch

for me and leaving me a note in the lunchbox.

 

You should try to love all the people you meet.

 

Love is my husband changing my children’s diapers.

My husband worked six days a week and had Saturdays off.

On Saturdays he always shooed me out of the house

and said, "Go where you want and I’ll take care of the kids."

 

Love is children loving their mother and father.

That makes for happiness.

Makes for a happy world.

Love is loving your aunt.

 

Love is happiness.

Happiness is chocolate soda.

 

Love is when my sons come to visit me here.

My son is due to come today.

You look forward to them so much.

It means so much to me.  That’s love.

My daughters call everyday.  They don’t live close enough

to come but they call every day.

My son comes to visit.  He’s a good kid. 

I’ve been very lucky.

 

Love is visiting my sister on Sunday.

 

Love is loving yourself.

You can’t love anybody else

if you don’t love yourself.

 

Great love is always a family thing.  To love and know

that if you are able to help, that it can be done.

 

I first went to work as a secretary at a country club. 

There was one woman who did not like me. 

So I went home crying about it

and my mother said “love is reflected in love.” 

By golly, she turned out to be my best friend. 

She did the things I wanted because I was loving to her.

 

It’s nice here. When the girls pass you

they rub your back and acknowledge you. 

Love is being acknowledged.

 

Love is catching.

Love is attention.

Love smells like fresh air.

Love smells like fresh baked cookies.

 

Love is raising foster children,

which I did in my younger days. 

It was a great deal of love. 

They needed it very badly.

I was a Girl Scout leader for fifteen years

and I tried to get two girls out of their homes

and into foster care because I noticed the abuse. 

It’s hard to interfere with someone’s family,

but when you see children being abused,

you have to say something.

 

Love thy neighbor as you love yourself.

You don’t have to say, “I love you.”

Actions speak louder than words.

Love in an important ingredient in life.


POEM BY: Beth, Myra, Mary, Jennifer, Kendra, Trudy, Betty, Grace, Anna, Margaret, Jean, and Sarah

Two Different Pictures


Bob and John are trying to point out something in the sky to people.  All kinds of fish.  They are standing on the shore. There are all kinds of fish.

 

It looks like John and Bob are dancing.

 

How do John and Bob know each other? They go fishing together. The fish are very colorful.

 

What do the fish think of the people?  "We're leaving."

 

There is a silhouette of people.

 

The big one is not a fish. It's a shark. There are more than one shark. There are a lot of sharks in there.

 

I  don't even think it's a fish.

 

I'm wondering what else they're going to find besides fish. It looks like two separate pictures.

 

One of the fish look like a horse. But they have no feet!

 

One of the fish looks like a pillow.

 

There are a whole bunch of fish at the bottom. I don't think all those fish like to be next to the bottom!

 

The people are ashore. They like that. Maybe that's why they are pointing.

 

What is the little thing in the corner here? The fish want to be away from the shark.

 

The fish look like a fan. I think they are called fan fish.

 

I'm pretty sure one of the fish is a turkey. He's got a long tail and he's pretty fuzzy.

 

What do John and Bob think of the sharks? Do they know there are sharks there?

 

They're not in water. They're not walking sideways. They're looking out over a cliff.

 

They look like the birds with the big tails. Peacocks.

 

 We have two stories going- a bird story and a fish story.

 

The bird story- there is only one fish. The rest are birds.

 

Have John and Bob ever seen these birds before?

 

They are all excited. These are all small fish. They are scared of the shark.

 

He's looking at what he said, and he wants to watch.

 

I'd be afraid and holding onto somebody if I was standing at the edge of a cliff.

 

It could be farther away than it looks. The fish seems to be coming in from the side. Exuberant. There is something to be excited about. There is foliage at the top of the cliff. There is foliage in other places, too. There are different colors.

 

Why are they so excited?  It's the first time they came close to the fish. It seems like there are two different pictures.

 

Where are John and Bob? Where are they looking at fish? On shore of course.

 

The bigger fish want to get the smaller fish.

 

The foliage looks like a New York street building. The kid's shoes are near the cliff. Can you see the buildings here? It looks like they might be on top of the building or looking over the building. None of the animals look like four-legged animals. All of the animals have wings. And they're flying.

 

It's amazing they can see so many things in one place. The ocean is awful deep looking.

 

Where are John and Bob going to go next?  How the story will end? They will wonder where they have been. They look like color TV pictures. I wonder why it appears as if there is glass across this place. Because why would they stand so close to the fish? It's impossible I think. Do you think so? They are inside the building. It must be an awfully big glass! To be able to see the sharks along there. In a big city some place. There are some places like that. There are waves of the beach lower than this.

 

How does their day end? Do you know how your day is going to end? Do you? No. Well, I don't have any buildings like this or oceans so I don't know. Someone has to have an imagination to make this look like this.

 

I think there are two or three pictures on top of one another to make it look like one.


STORY BY: Mary, Betsy, Betty, Sudar, Miss Peach, Nancy


HELPERS: Terry, Jessica, Katie, Sarah

 

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Burying the Lead: A Dramatic Monologue


Do-re-mi-fa…James. 

Why don’t you listen to me? 

I’m worried about how

we’re going to feed our three children. 

How can you sit there and read the newspaper

when we don’t have any food on the shelf? 

You don’t even know what you’re reading.

You’re only interested in that newspaper. 

 

When we first got married,

you were wonderful and attentive. 

Now I’m not happy like I used to be. 

What happened to our marriage? 

You don’t pay me enough attention. 

We both have to stick together

if we want to get through this Depression era. 

 

I feel like I’m going to cry. 

A lot of men don’t discuss their worries with their wives. 

Women need to know what’s going on. 

I wish I didn’t feel so alone. 

 

The two of us were supposed to work together. 

I’m praying about it.  Praying about everything. 

 

This is a warm yellow room. 

It smells like sandalwood. 

I want to play Happy Days Are Here Again. 

 

I’m pregnant again.  Our fourth child.

I don’t know how to tell you. 

You’ll think it’s my fault. 

“I’m pregnant,” I’ll say. 

You’ll be in denial.  You won’t accept it. 

You’ll ask, “Is it my baby?”

And then “When is it going to be born?”

No, you won’t care that much. 

 

It’s a quiet atmosphere. 

That tells you something about us. 

We won’t yell and scream at each other. 

 

I’m happy about the baby.  My folks will be happy, too. 

I hope it’s a boy to make it even-steven. 

He can be a newspaper delivery boy. 

He’ll help us around the house. 

You’ll be happy if it’s another boy.  

You wish they were all boys to carry on your name. 

If it’s a boy, we’ll call him Bubba.  It’s a Southern name. 

If we moved back to the South,

you could plant a garden to feed the new baby. 

 

Have you found an interesting job yet? 

Better than being an executive

in a business office, or driving a truck? 

 

If you had come to me and said “I want a baby,”

I would have said no. 

 

You look happy now.  I’ll tell you now. 

Let’s go for a walk. 

I have something special to tell you.  

 

POEM BY: Phil, Margie, Margaret, Grace, Mary, Anna, Myra, Gretchen, Sarah

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Going to Church

That’s a church behind them.  What can they do in front of a church? They’re imagining.  I would imagine that they would be talking about whether they should go in the church or not. 

 

Why is the church so far back?  Why are they in the tunnels?  We’re not in the same paper.  We just cut right out. 

 

The guys are just fooling around.  Someone told them they could make a bundle of money, but they aren’t sure.  They decided to try it once.  They’re just scooting around.  Have they invested any yet?  No. 

 

He was little.  He really was. 

 

Why are they jumping?  They just wanted to do something. 

 

Is this little thing here part of the church?  It’s so pretty.  They’re tanks.  What kind of tanks? 

 

They probably wanted to attract attention.  Anybody’s attention.

 

How do you know they’re crooked?  I have no idea. 

 

What are in the tanks?  Is this really a church?  I think maybe it’s a coffin.  I would just like to see this.  I’d like to look at it.  When I roll my finger across the building it moves.

 

I don’t know of any church in Indianapolis.  It’s likely in Chicago.  That’s what I want.

 

Why are they going in?  Why do they have a church with rooms?  Are they going to go inside the church?  What I want to know is why do they want to go to a church when there are hotels around?  Why would a church let them stay there? 

 

Maybe they’re just going in for the hell of it. 

 

Well, they might have gone there thinking there’s going to be some singing and preaching and talking.  Because there are people there.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen that church before in my life. 

 

They come in there in the afternoon.  Are these tubes?  They’re tubes of something. Is this the back of the church or the side of the church or the front or what?  There’s nothing there.  Yours is a real bright place. 

 

What day is it in our story?  It looks like nighttime. 

 

Do they have guns?  Yes.  Why would they go to a church without any reason to be going there with guns? 

 

What do Harold and Bernard want?  They want to go in.  They want to see what’s on the inside.   They’re going to sing.  Maybe they’ll pray, if it’s a church.  That’s what I was thinking about last night.  That’s how it might start.  I don’t know what to do about it. 

 

Why haven’t they gone into the church yet?  These guys must know somebody that works in there.   They know the kids that work there.  They’re really impressed.  If kids see people putting money in places like this, they’re going to wonder why.

 

They do the work at the top of the church.  That’s where they keep all the confidential things.  

 

They might be planning to do things.  The lights are on in some of the rooms.  Why are the rooms scattered so throughout the church?  Harold and Bernard, are that their names?  That’s my husband’s name.  Both of them.  He wouldn’t do something like this.  I don’t think he would.  Not unless he got desperate. 

 

Why do people get desperate?  Which one got desperate?  I don’t know, because I don’t know which one is crooked.  I bet one is good and one is bad.  The one that is good wouldn’t shoot anyone.  Harold is the good one.  He’s the good one as far as being a crook is concerned.  He’s got all the bullets.  I don’t think Bernard knows it. 

 

Bernard is good at trying to find places to go.  He’s working on getting them inside.  It seems like he just likes to travel.  They’ve been around this place several times because they want to be sure they know where to go.  I’d like to know about that building. 

 

The men are too close to the church.  I don’t think so.  Is it safe?  It’s probably very safe. 

 

This is the situation.  I’m thinking maybe these guys are trying to find out who is honest and who isn’t.  But why are they leaving so many of these kinds of things? 

 

Those are air tanks.  It’s not big enough to put a room in or anything.  It may not be as good as you think it should. 

 

It looks like a landfill. 

 

It looks like he’s got money, or something.  Why would he have money out here in public?  I don’t think it’s right to count your money in public.  That’s true.  Bernard has fifty dollars.  What can he do with fifty dollars?  Fifty dollars won’t go any place. 

 

How should this story end?  We can let it run for a while.  I definitely think we should.


STORY BY: Miss Peach, Betty, Betsy, and Vivian


HELPERS: Terry and Sarah