The Gingerbread Man
A long, long, time ago, there lived a man and a woman named Mr. and Mrs. Johnson. Babies were their favorite thing, but for some reason they couldn’t have any. Cooking was the only thing they could do. Doubtfully, they were unsure of how to create a child. Every time they would never give up until one came out good.Finally, they decided to put their cooking skills to work. “Gingerbread is what I shall bake,” they said. He still had to find the shape for which he would shape his gingerbread. “I want it to be the shape of a man,” he proclaimed. Just as the gingerbread man finished talking he changed into a man. Knifes suddenly flew out of the kitchen aimed for his head. Losing the battle, his gumdrop button was sliced off. Moving slowly he tried to reach for his gumdrop. Nowhere to be found, the gumdrop was gone forever. Out of know where the gingerbread woman picked up his button and glued it back on.
Pacing the room Mr. and Mrs. Johnson wondered what they should do. Quietly, they said “Not the gumdrop buttons.” in disgust. Right as they were almost done deciding how to deal with the situation, the gingerbread man ran out the door. Screaming, “You can’t catch me I’m the Gingerbread Dude.” Thrusting his legs as hard as he could, the Gingerbread dude fell. Unfortunately, the Gingerbread Dude had tripped and fell. Very upset that he had fell, the GingerBread Dude started to cry. While crying he felt a slight pain in his stomach. X-rays showed that his ribs had punctured his stomach.Young and hurt, the GingerBread Dude was not very happy. “Zippity-Doo-Dah! I am ok! For I don’t really even have ribs because I am a cookie!” the Gingerbread Dude cried when he realized he would live happily ever after!
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I love it!
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