Last week we asked kids to write stories about this painting by Robbi (now available for auction HERE).
Back Together
By Tyler
So the boy’s name is called Maxie and he’s trying to find a snail that’s inside the hole which is why he has a flashlight. Behind him is the snail that he’s trying to look for but he doesn’t see it in the other hole. The snail’s name is called Pandy. He’s a snail that’s a kid. Maxie and Pandy live together because Pandy is Maxie’s pet. They are playing hide and seek but it took Maxie too long to find Pandy so Pandy came out to look for Maxie.
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I think Tyler has stumbled upon the perfect plotline for a buddy comedy, and I strongly suggest that he put together a pilot. The name, of course, will be Pandy and Maxie (has a nice ring, doesn’t it?) I can’t decide whether Pandy is actually a robot. Or maybe Maxie is a robot and Pandy has been exposed to gamma rays (hence his largish size). Thoughts, anyone?
Finding Monster
By Spencer
There’s a little boy and the boy is looking for a monster with a flashlight since it’s night time. And then he sees a hole in the ground, thinking that’s where his monster might be. Actually his monster is behind him. It’s pretty funny since the monster can see his butt because he’s not wearing any pants or underwear. Funny, right?
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It’s always refreshing to encounter someone who really understands what’s funny and what isn’t. Thanks, Spencer, for showing us the way. (Also, in Spencer’s defense, he saw this picture before it was painted. And before it was painted, it looked like the boy wasn’t wearing any pants – or underwear.)
The Alien and the Boy
By Alden
Uhm. The alien and the boy went for a walk but then the boy saw a flashlight on the ground. And then he picked it up and flashed it around. And the alien just didn’t know what he was doing. And the alien was named Chipotle. And they boy’s name was Archipelago. And also, they were nice friends together. But when they got home, something was missing from their bedroom—their two beds, their pillows and their blankets. And then their baseball mitts were missing. Then two things were missing from the kitchen—their plates and their cups. But nothing else was missing from their other rooms. But one more room was messed up—the bathroom.
The end.
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I guess whoever robbed Chipotle and Archipelago’s house was in desperate need of furniture and housewares. And baseball mitts. I also have a theory that the bathroom was “messed up” from the beginning. Chipotle looks to me like a messy sort of Alien.
Dance With the Alien and Me
By Kato
That’s me because I have short hair. And that’s short hair. What’s this? I think it’s a space alien. It has three eyes. I’m pretending. They’re playing upstairs. That’s the end.
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I must say, I love Kato’s title. Not just because it has a lyrical sort of quality, but also because it has absolutely nothing to do with the rest of his story. I also like that Kato doesn’t mess around. His stories are often haiku-like in their brevity. And punch. The narrative boils down to three words. “They’re playing upstairs.”
And really, what more do we need to know?
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