Ah, the simpler days. Days of running, jumping, slaying dragons, and jumping into puddles. Days dreaming of bubble gum, home runs, and pulling ponytails. Days abounding with youthful vitality, endless energy, innocence, bottomless stomachs, and boundless imagination! These were the days the oldsters call, “The good ole days.”
Little Mikey, was a small boy with a grand imagination. But playing “Tea Party” with his two younger sisters was getting old. They had already ridiculed him by painting his nails and applying rouge. The lipstick was the worst. It not only made him look girlie, it just tasted awful. How can all those silly girls want to do that every day? Shaking his head, he knew then, he would never be able to understand the …show more content…
It would be up to him to find fun! He had so much pent-up energy, he felt as if he just might explode. Now that would teach those teachers a lesson. Holding your breath does not affect them, but maybe an exploding boy would! A boy, should not have homework, there’s too much else to do that is so much more fun.
Bored, he wondered if he could swing so high that the chain would wrap around and around the top bar. Swinging his legs as hard as he could, he tried his best, but it wasn’t enough. As he was jumping off, he imagined himself as Superman flying to his next rescue. Screaming damsels to rescue and villains to conquer were hard to find. After a few minutes, playing Superman did not seem fun. Moping around in utter misery and youthful self-pity, he plopped down and lay back on the grass. The dog licked him on the face. That tickled a little, but could not hold the interest of a bored little boy for long.
He looked up and did something he might not have ever done before, he noticed the sky. It was full of twinkling stars! Interested, he wondered why they twinkled. That last cowboy movie he watched, the Indians used smoke to send signals. And in that war movie, the ships used a flashing light for communication. He couldn’t contain his excitement when he realized Martians were sending him secret
Little Mikey, was a small boy with a grand imagination. But playing “Tea Party” with his two younger sisters was getting old. They had already ridiculed him by painting his nails and applying rouge. The lipstick was the worst. It not only made him look girlie, it just tasted awful. How can all those silly girls want to do that every day? Shaking his head, he knew then, he would never be able to understand the …show more content…
It would be up to him to find fun! He had so much pent-up energy, he felt as if he just might explode. Now that would teach those teachers a lesson. Holding your breath does not affect them, but maybe an exploding boy would! A boy, should not have homework, there’s too much else to do that is so much more fun.
Bored, he wondered if he could swing so high that the chain would wrap around and around the top bar. Swinging his legs as hard as he could, he tried his best, but it wasn’t enough. As he was jumping off, he imagined himself as Superman flying to his next rescue. Screaming damsels to rescue and villains to conquer were hard to find. After a few minutes, playing Superman did not seem fun. Moping around in utter misery and youthful self-pity, he plopped down and lay back on the grass. The dog licked him on the face. That tickled a little, but could not hold the interest of a bored little boy for long.
He looked up and did something he might not have ever done before, he noticed the sky. It was full of twinkling stars! Interested, he wondered why they twinkled. That last cowboy movie he watched, the Indians used smoke to send signals. And in that war movie, the ships used a flashing light for communication. He couldn’t contain his excitement when he realized Martians were sending him secret