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My eyes boggled when I saw the jelly and peanut butter covered counter.
What would the punishment be for my lack of not knowing that the peanut
butter and jelly was going all over the place. Eternal doom? No fun?
Oh the possibilities were endless! The kitchen was smothered in with
icky, gooey paste. Brown and purple everywhere! It was horrifying. If
only mom believed that I wasn’t trying to start tornado in the
kitchen, I was only trying to make a sandwich!
It had been a very long day at school, I was pooped. Coloring outside of the
lines can be very frustrating. But so can learning the alphabet and numbers.
My kindergarten teacher, Mrs.Cissell had been having a tough time trying to teach
us kids. Boy, was there trouble in that classroom! We didn’t get any recess
that day! Who was she to take away my recess! She had no right! Well, she did,
but how would I know, I was just a little squirt.
As I was saying, it had been a long day at school. When dad came to pick me up,
I said my goodbyes to Mrs.Cissell. She waved at me with a very disapproving look
on her face. As dad and I walked out the door to our car, he asked me the usual, “How
was school?” I replied,” School was…it was…good.” He
looked satisfied with that answer, so we just left the subject alone.
As soon as we got home, dad went to the back room to try and fix the computer.
It had been making a funky sound. Almost like the sound my tummy makes when I’m
hungry. My dad, being the persevered person that he was not going to rest until
that computer was fixed! As he was doing that I ran to my room to get my pj’s
on. From there, I darted to the living room to watch TV. I grabbed the remote,
plopped down on the sofa, and turned the TV on. I was engrossed.
After about an hour or so, I got hungry. I walked to the kitchen to
get something to snack on. I didn’t want fruit or chips or granola. “Hmmmmm?
What should I have?” Then out of nowhere, an idea popped into my
brain: Peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Perfect!
At first I realized I didn’t know the first thing about making a sandwich.
What the heck, I might as well try it. I searched for the peanut butter, jelly,
and bread. After I had found all the ingredients, I set them on the counter
to start making my snack. I took out two slices of bread from the sack and
spread the peanut butter around with my finger. I rubbed the peanut butter
on my shirt to get it off. Next: jelly I put a dab of jelly on the bread, then
started to put the top back on, when I thought,” I love jelly. I should
put lots more.” Picking up the jelly with the spoon and spreading it
on the bread was taking too long. To make things faster, I grabbed the whole
jelly jar and dumped it on the bread. I dumped more jelly on the counter than
on the bread. YUM!
I slapped one slice of bread on top of the other and “Voila! My Sandueesh
ess feeneeshed!” I smiled from ear to ear. I did it. My first peanut
butter and jelly sandwich. I wonder what mom’ll say about the mess I
made. So What? The kitchen is now just a big sandwich itself, with all of the
peanut butter and jelly I dropped. I’ll clean it up later. Right now,
I’ve got a beautiful, delicious sandwich to enjoy.
“
Creak.” What was that? I know that sound. It was the door. Oh No!
I didn’t clean yet! She’s going to see the mess! As I stood
in the kitchen, my sandwich still on the counter, I heard mom’s
heels click on the floor. “Click, Clack, Click.” She was
approaching. My mother inspected the kitchen. Her eyes were burning a
fiery red color. I was silent, but screaming inside. She turned her head
to face me. She was staring at me, but I was sure she could see the mess
out the corner of her eye. Then, “ESME, You are grounded for 5
months!!!” She stomped to her room. Dad must have heard mom yelling,
because as soon as she walked to her room, dad’s footsteps were
coming toward the kitchen. When my dad saw the mess, he laughed. After
his chuckles, he asked, “What do kids do best?” “ Make
messes!” I answered.
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