Power Off

I love my tablet. I love playing games and watching videos. I love it so much I take it everywhere and use it all the time. My Mummy does not like my tablet. She thinks I use it too much. She only thinks that because she never had a tablet when she was young.

Today, I went to use my tablet and the power turned off. I couldn’t play any games. I couldn’t watch any videos, and my tablet was dying! What am I to do? I’ll die of boredom for sure. Five minutes without my tablet and I was pacing the floor. I just don’t know what to do. Mummy walked by, and simply said, “Go outside.” Go OUTSIDE? Is she out of her mind? I’ll get itchy, and dirty. And it’s SO HOT! No way! I can’t do that! Mummy starts to go on and on about how she would play when she was young but that doesn’t change my mind at all. Besides, she has so much to say about how she used to play but I don’t see her going outside. “Come,” She said. “Let me show you what it was like in the good ole’ days.”

Mummy took me outside and my skin started to melt off my bones. The grass was already pricking my skin, and a rock rolled right into my shoes. Mummy didn’t mind any of my cries, and started to show us all the joys of her old life.

That day, we climbed the mango tree until my sister Jana scraped her knee.

Next, they played hopscotch on the concrete. They used rocks to draw on the street. Daddy joined them to teach marbles in the dirt. Johnny lost the game and felt a bit hurt. But soon, everyone was laughing and playing again.

We made mud pies and fed them to all the guys.

We spun and sang to the beat of our own drum, "There’s a brown girl in the ring. Sha-la-la-la-la." "There’s a brown girl in the ring sha-la-la-la-la." "There’s a brown girl in the ring sha-la-la-la-la. And she looks like a sugar and a plum, plum, PLUM."

So soon, it was time to go inside. Mummy picked the prickles off of my pants as I tried not to cry. The power was back on, but it was not as fun. Mummy was really right about them good ole’ days!