This is a collection of bedtime stories, written and told by me to my little girl.



















Friday, January 7, 2011

Rocket The Rooster

It was morning time on the farm. Rocket the rooster sounded the alarm to
let everyone know it was time to wake up. Just like clockwork out of the
Chick-Inn-House popped the little heads of the chicklets.

They immediately started in with their chirping about the day. "So, what
are we going to do today," they asked each other. One suggested "lets go
down by the pond."
"Yes, yes, yes," they all agreed simultaneously in their typical chicklet
fashion.
One of the other chicklets said, "First lets dig for grubs," while she
pecked the ground.
"Yes, yes, yes," they all agreed again.
"Before that," another chicklet interrupted, "we should go make sure the
rest of the animals are awake."
"Yes, yes, yes," they all replied and hurried off toward the bard.

Rocket just sat on the fence watching the little chicks try to decide
what they wanted to do first. He watched them make their way over to the
barn. They stopped to talk three times and changed directions twice before
they eventually made it to their original destination. Rocket decided that
he needed to think of something to keep the chicklets occupied so they
weren't bothering the other animals all day. After a few minutes the
chicklets exited the barn and made their way back over to the fence that
Rocket was still perched atop. Rocket said to the chicklets, "I really
could use your help. Do you think that any of you have time to help me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we can help you Rocket," they all chirped in at once.

Rocket continued, "could you all sneak up to the farm house? Be very
quiet and listen outside the kitchen window. Then come back and tell me
what the farmer is planning for supper tonight."

The chicklets happily hobbled off toward their newest destination. Rocket
thought to himself, "That should keep them quiet and out of everyone's hair
for a while. Just like Rocket had planned, it was a nice and quiet day.

It wasn't until early evening that the chicklets returned from their
detective mission. They excitedly went over to Rocket to tell their
findings. "The farmer and his wife are having pie for supper," they all
told at once.

Rocket thought that was a strange meal to have for supper but he hardly
cared. He was just grateful for the quiet day.

Then the chicklets said, "You haven't heard the best part yet." The
chicklets could hardly contain their excitement. They continued, "The
farmer told his wife that Rocket the rooster was going to be their special
guest tonight. You get to have supper with the farmers," the chicklets said
with so much enthusiasm that they were all jumping up and down.

The look on Rocket's face was priceless.

Told on Jan. 7, 2011

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