“Remember that I care.” (Kurt Weil)
Oh, it’s so good! I agree. Even the dog wants a little bit of his dog food. The bowl is the dog food. The boy has his left thumb in his mouth. His name is Max. Is it meat or is it jam? I think it’s raspberry jam. Dog’s name is Rover.
The boy is sneaking cookies. The family is off on vacation. The boy is looking to see if mother is looking. The family is at home. Is he in trouble? Not, yet! Right? Of course, right! He’s not in trouble but he is alone and his parents are out doing errands. He’s looking to see that no one sees him. He’s eating the last little crumbs. These are chocolate chip cookies.
He could have siblings but he does not want to share. He wants to be as private as possible. That reminds me of my younger brother. He was always sneaking cookies. Unfortunately, he is no longer with us. I lost him this year. (pause). The boy has a younger brother and an older sister. He’s a middle child.
They get along but they like to outdo each other. There’s a mother and a father. The mother is Maxine and the father is Harley. The parents get along. It’s one big, happy family. I’m thinking of my family. Every single one of us got along.
I might hear a dog panting, whining, whimpering, sniffing, barking “give me some.” I hear the boy crunching cookies. The dog is eager for food and begging the boy to give him some. I smell raspberry jam, a glass of grape juice, and a wet dog. I am more interested in what the dog is smelling!
It looks like a jelly jar. Where do you think he is? Outside a circus tent. Don’t you see the stripes? He’s in his bedroom and has the door closed. The dog is at the door and he’s looking to see if he wants something. I think the boy stole the cookies and is dipping them in raspberry jam.
His mother is about to come in the house. The dog his eye on the boy and wondering what that tastes like. He might grow up to be a farmer, a baseball player, a baker, or President of the United States. He could marry someone who will provide him with the goodies he craves!
Created by male and female storytellers at Seaport Landing Community. 23 July 2017