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“Nap Time” By Gaylene Call

November 27, 2015Kindergartenkid story, kindergarten, kindergarten story, nap time, naps, time outChad Robert Parker

I attended Kindergarten in the 60’s and had afternoon Kindergarten. In the 60’s we had our little braided rugs that we would get out, after they were rolled up and stored away and take naps. I hated naps and to this day I still hate taking naps. A lot of people love Sunday afternoons and look forward to the most anticipated nap. Not me!

I remember being 3-4 years old and hating naps. So to get out of having to take a nap I would drink my milk and graham really slow. This was done before nap time. The longer it took me to eat the graham crackers and drink the milk the less time I had to lay down and pretend to sleep.

This memory is so vivid to me even 50 years later because I hate naps. This was the most vivid memory of kindergarten to me. A lot has changed with how kindergarten is today and how it was in the 60’s.

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“My Dragon ‘Frost Bite'” By Alura Baillargeon

November 27, 2015Frost Bitebedtime story, dragon story, imaginary friend, kid story, make believe, pretend, stuffed animalChad Robert Parker

In the cold frosty air, on one winter eve, there lived a small boy huddled under an opening to a cave. As the wind picked up, snow begun to swirl in flurries.

A full day had passed since I had arrived here and without the warmth of a fire I would probably have frozen a while back. Yet with no where to go, and no where I can go, if the frost don’t get me than starvation will. So unless someone finds me, I’ll slowly meet my doom. As I slowly wake from my sleeping stupor, I notice giant blue wings and a frost brownish copper body that had eyes as blue as the winter sky. As well as claws the size of a full grown man.

Then the creature spoke saying, “I am a mighty dragon called Frost Bite.” I heard in many legends about such creatures but never believed that I would see one in all my life. “Boy what is your name, and call me by mine for I am no creature. I told you my name , now use it,” she said.

That’s when I ask, “You can hear my thoughts?”

“Yes but only some boy, now your name?”

“It’s Mace, just that.” I said.

After that Frost Bite told me how I had magic in my veins, and how I could learn Dragon magic and from today on I’ll be taken care of by him, by a dragon. I know it sounds crazy yet I had no where to be or go so I live with this dragon called Frost Bite.

(This is a story I made up, pretending with my toy dragon, Frost Bite.).

(Story by permission of her mom).

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“Digging Like a Dog” By Evie Hammer

November 27, 2015Stitchesinjury story, kid story, sandbox, stitches, stitches storyChad Robert Parker

I had stitches on my forehead. They put a little paper over my face, but not over my eyes. I got to have a little prize when I was done.

I got the cut from a shovel. My sister, Bria, was digging with the shovel. I was digging like a dog. When I bent down to dig, while Bria was digging with the shovel, I hit my head on the shovel and cut it.

(Story by permission of her mom).

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