May 05, 2006

Bery Mush

My mom found this "story" I wrote in first or second grade. The beginning of my fiction career. I'm not sure what the boy's mistake was, but according to the accompanying illustration, it somehow involved a horse as well as the man with the stik.

Frank P.

The Boy Makes a Mistake

A boy was in a conoe with some men, but their was a leak in the boat and it sank. One of the men was his father but the other one was a man who hated the boy and the only reason he did not make a slave out of him was because of his father, but now his farther was dead it was for a different reason, the reason was thay were on an island and the boy was the only one who could find food and water.

On the mossy beach a man stood tierd and hungry. His name was Clarece Doroon. He was waching a boy eating sea moss and bery mush by the fire.

"What are you doing, son?" he cald.

"Eating," was all he could say.

Suddenly he made for the rocks, sand flew in his eye as he made his way up. The man took his stik and went after him.

"I'll get you for this," he cried.

Posted by Dr. Frank at May 5, 2006 06:25 PM | TrackBack

Today that piece would get you an army of school counselors assigned to you.

Posted by: ken at May 5, 2006 09:16 PM

That is quite a dramatic story. I demand a scan of the accompanying illustration.

Posted by: Sasha O. at May 6, 2006 12:00 AM

Brilliant. Much better than the E.T. On Ice book that I wrote.

Posted by: tim at May 6, 2006 12:26 AM

>Suddenly he made for the rocks

Sounds like a Guided By Voices song title.

Posted by: Bobby J at May 6, 2006 12:46 AM

Forget King Dork! Turn this into a movie!

Posted by: Rebecca at May 6, 2006 09:55 AM

Yeah, itīs got action, itīs got love, itīs got suspense...

Posted by: Javier at May 6, 2006 12:42 PM

The first sentence is a complete story all by itself.

Posted by: Matt Riggle at May 7, 2006 12:09 AM

I'll get you for this, indeed.

Clarece Doroon is just the kind of monster we need today. He will prove things! He has a stik!

Posted by: Ken Layne at May 8, 2006 08:33 AM

Thus began your penchant for ambiguous endings.

Was it a mistake or was it on purpose? I smell a sequel.

Posted by: josh at May 8, 2006 01:11 PM