Slice-of-Life Day Eight Entries

Berries with Three
by Taylor Lockwood

Almost every day in the hot summer
When mom was at work
Me and Grandpa would go blueberry and blackberry picking in the yard.
And almost every day we used a different basket, box, pan, or pot.
Some berries were squashed and would stain the containers.
We would stack them in the sink and forget to clean them
Which was hard the next time we needed to make food.
And every time when we were picking berries some would vanish out of the basket
(and right into my mouth).
Or sometimes they would go into a delicious blackberry or blueberry pie.
Now we have a new addition -
My brother.
So now it’s not two but three – Grandpa, Vander, and me.
Now three picking berries.
Now three making pies.
Now three having fun.



Sneaky Lawrence
by Simone Stewart

Back in the days years ago
When my brother and I were younger
He would sneak
Sneak… sneak candy.
It all led to candy.

Mom would never let us
We were disappointed
Always.
So we had to sneak.
We knew it was bad for us but…
We never cared.
                     
So Lawrence would sneak
When Mom was sleeping
Into the kitchen.
He’d grab a handful of mints or Tootsie Rolls.
Once he had them in his hands
He ran.

Once a week at least
Always sneaking candy
Until Mom figured him out.
Now he sneaks… sneaks…
Nothing.