I Lost My Marbles
You see, it all started last week. I was having the worst day in the world. I lost my gym uniform, my English homework, and my lunch money. That's bad enough. So, you would imagine my suprise when later that day at home I discovered I'd lost my marbles! I didn't even know until my Mom told me so.
I was making a peanut-butter-banana-Swedish fish on a bagel sandwhich when my Mom came into the room and yelled, "You have lost your marbles!" Since then, it has been my mission to find these alleged marbles. I didn't know where to start looking for them, so I asked my brother. He didn't know either. So instead I called my friend, Darlene. She said that the first place she'd look would be the floor. I had a lead!
I figured there's no place like home, so that's where I looked first. I ws crawling around on the flor that very night when my Grandma came over. "Have you lost your marbles?" was the first thing she said to me.
I just nodded and smiled. How did she know? Lookind around on the floor was uneventful, except for finding 55 cents and a few Doritos, (And those didn't even taste good.)
The next day I wanted to look for my marbles again, but once again I didn't know where to start. I figured since my Grandma had known I had lost my mrbles, maybe she would know where to find them, I called her and she told me that she keeps hers in a marble bag, I should have thought of that a long time ago. Maybe I wouldn't have lost mine! Any how, my Grandma gave me another GREAT plave to look: in my little brother's toy-box!
As soon as I got off the phone with my Grandma, I ran into my little brother's room, and tripped over a bucket of Legos (Looking for your marbles can be a painful experience). I quickly got up and headed over to the toy-box.
After what seemed like endless years, rather minutes , of digging through Ninja Turtles and Batman figures, I found... MY MARBLES! I jumped up on the bed and did my own version of a touchdown dance. After doing a brief version of the Macarena, I began to sing, "Do a little dance, find a little marble, get down tonight! Get down tonight!" I looked up to see my MoM standing in the doorway.
"You know, you're really off your rocker," she said as she shook her head and left the room. What?!?! I'm supposed to be on a rocker?!?! Here we go again!!!
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