Friday, December 22, 2006

 
Writings by Learners©

Cuddles the Cockroach

by Russell Lancaster

Drawings by Rachel Hurtubise

Part II

Cuddles could hear his sister Daisy call him.

“Cuddles, Cuddles, help me! Cuddles help me!”
Cuddles was very tired and hungry from playing all night. He had to go home and tell them what had happened to Daisy. Cuddles’ mother was very worried about Daisy and where she was.
Cuddles started down the road to find Daisy. He came to a river that he couldn’t cross. Cuddles saw a log floating down the river and jumped on it to get across the river, only to find out that the log was headed right toward a waterfall. Faster and faster the log was moving down the river. The log was getting closer and closer to the waterfall. All Cuddles could think about was how his sister was and that his mom was so worried about her.
The log was moving faster and faster down the river. About five feet from the waterfall, a rock in the river stopped the log. More logs were coming down the river and getting stopped by the rock. Finally, Cuddles could get across the river.
Then out from a log came Zipper the fly. Zipper almost knocked Cuddles over the log.
Cuddles said, “Wait. Who are you?”
“I am Zipper the fly. Zip, zip, zip, that’s who I am, Zipper the fly.”
Cuddles asked Zipper, “Have you seen my sister Daisy. A big crow has carried her away and I must find her.”
Zipper replied, “No, no, no, no I haven’t. But I will help you find her!”


.....to be continued.....


Comments:
Now it's safe to relax because we have the "problem" under control. My favorite was when we were at the new house signing the lease. The lease was on the kitchen counter, which I was afraid to touch because everything was dirty, and I asked the new landlord about fixing the bug problem, and he said he "never really noticed anything," and then a roach crawled across the lease. His wife Jutta saw the whole thing go down, and she was not having the dirt. It's times like this I love the Germans. Anyway, Cuddles and Daisy have since moved next door.
 
capt'n, that story is as heartwarming as it is cliffhanging! I like to think the logs came down the river from Logworld (or Maschinenbordbuchwelt, as they say in Deutchland).

I also want to report seeing a relative of Cuddles at my NIPS crashpad 3 nights ago. This one was so unbelievably huge, it made a clomping noise as it lumbered across the floor, for reals. I think at that size it qualifies as a mammal.
 
EEEWWWWW! Gross! That is so knarly. I have to say, I don't miss the giant mammalian fucking cockroach things of the east coast.
Welcome back, slothy.
 
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Now it's safe to relax because we have the "problem" under control. My favorite was when we were at the new house signing the lease. The lease was on the kitchen counter, which I was afraid to touch because everything was dirty, and I asked the new landlord about fixing the bug problem, and he said he "never really noticed anything," and then a roach crawled across the lease. His wife Jutta saw the whole thing go down, and she was not having the dirt. It's times like this I love the Germans. Anyway, Cuddles and Daisy have since moved next door.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:06 PM  

capt'n, that story is as heartwarming as it is cliffhanging! I like to think the logs came down the river from Logworld (or Maschinenbordbuchwelt, as they say in Deutchland).

I also want to report seeing a relative of Cuddles at my NIPS crashpad 3 nights ago. This one was so unbelievably huge, it made a clomping noise as it lumbered across the floor, for reals. I think at that size it qualifies as a mammal.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:06 PM  

EEEWWWWW! Gross! That is so knarly. I have to say, I don't miss the giant mammalian fucking cockroach things of the east coast.
Welcome back, slothy.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:10 AM  

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