Hello, folks! It’s Friday, and I am excited to share my favorite kid-submitted drawings, stories, and other stuff from Groundhog Week.
What you might not realize is that I spent the week living with a couple of groundhogs.
They weren’t quite as fierce as they look. I didn’t get bitten once. I even got hugged a few times.
What’s more, they drew pictures of groundhogs, too.
The big one drew this.
And her little brother drew this.
Not bad, I say. It’s almost as if they weren’t actually groundhogs at all. But no…that’s impossible.
Moving on then, a few of you sent drawing/story combos, which pretty makes you living emblems of the Bobbledy ideal.
From Harvey:
His story is transcribed here:
Hello, everyone! I am Groundhog Peter Flint, and here is my team Rob, Henry, Jack, Hector, Jackson, and Robby Flint. The workers are kids. One is tall and one is short. Robby is always very angry because she wants to sleep. Here are the tools we used. A shovel, a jump on axe, a triangle, and a chisel. At the end of the day, Robby brings cookies, chips, and salsa for the team.
Note: Harvey put everyone’s initials above their heads, and the colorful stuff above their heads and next to the sun are cookies, chips, and salsa.
Excellent work, Harvey! First of all, kudos (that means “congratulations”) for writing all those words yourself. I get a hand cramp after about seven words, so all my letters to my grandma are extremely short. You are probably be a much better grandson than I am. As a result, you probably get a lot more awesome sweaters at the hollidays (to clarify, by this I mean sweaters that are more awesome than the ones I get AND a greater quantity of those sweaters).
Moving on to comments that you might actually care to read, though, I love that lineup of smiling groundhogs. LOVE IT. I think that Major League Baseball should hire you to draw a picture in this style of each of the starting lineup of each of the teams. Do you do non-groundhog group portraiture, too? If not, may I suggest branching out? The Yankees have a big budget. Perhaps you should start with them.
Also, Groundhog Peter Flint sounds like the title of an Oscar-Winning movie. You get my drift? This could be your cash cow. Have at it!
From Iris:
Thank you, Iris. Your drawing/story combo was not only aesthetically pleasing, but highly instructive. I see that sunlight was involved in creating the shadow that caused Punxsutawney Phil to see his shadow this year, thus triggering six more weeks of awful snow days that keep my children home instead of there at school where they belong. Which means that…are you following me…all we need to do next year is drape an enormous curtain across the sun on Groundhog Day. Which would keep that little sucker from seeing his shadow, which would trigger the immediate arrival of spring. Do you think you can gather up all the towels, sheets, and washcloths from your house, stitch them together, build an enormous scaffold, hang it in the sky, and meet me at the pool with some snacks and Capri Sun?
I’ll bring the sunscreen.
In response to the final question in the KidQuiz (If you could make a new name for a magical creature that you created, what would you name it and what would it look like?):
Sydney said:
I would make a talking car named Marfo. It talks and talks and sleeps at night. It also eats gas and nose hairs and broken glass. During the day it plays with its best friend Kcarl. It helps people get to places by people riding on its roof. Isn’t that silly! Marfo is rainbow colored and likes to sing all the lullabies there are and helps me fall asleep every night. He sees everything he knows about and nothing else.
Sydney, your response belongs to the proud tradition of “things that are awesome.” First off, talking cars are pretty cool to begin with, but those that eat nose hairs and broken glass are in a category all their own. In addition to modeling excellent nutrition, Marfo teaches people that riding on the top of cars is the way to go! NOTE TO CHILDREN: we recommend mashed peas and seatbelts. NOTE TO ADULTS: it’s fine with us if you want to chew on glass while sitting on moving cars.
Back to you, Syd.
1) you probably have no idea what a funny, awful car pun Kcarl is. Are you sure Robbi’s dad didn’t write this story?
2) The sentence, “He sees everything he knows about and nothing else,” might be one of the greatest I’ve ever read. It belongs either in a work of Hindu mysticism or a fortune cookie. Take your pick.
Tyler
My magical creature is called Hypnoboojoo. It pulls underwear out of people’s pants and puts them onto stop signs and walk signs. He does it because he’s a bad guy.
Tyler: I had to stop for a moment to fully register the awesomeness before beginning my response. Let us count the things that are great about Hypnoboojoo:
1) His name is awesome
2) His awful deed is awful and awesome
3) The fact that he puts the underwear on stop signs is double awesome
4) The fact that he also puts it on walk signs takes the awesome up four more notches, to the realm where awesome tips over into sublime.
Thank you, for making my morning.
I have no other option but to award the trophy to:
Thank you to EVERYONE who shared their stories, drawings, and quiz answers with us. Without you guys. Bobbledy is nothing but a couple of middle-aged dabblers grasping for meaning.
Thank you for sharing your awesome with us. Go find some paper, sharpen your pencils, and check in tomorrow for the new theme!