The scene: 9:00 p.m. Wednesday night at the Thomas house, at the end of a very busy day. Kids are eating spaghetti made by dad. Dance is finally over for the evening and the homework begins......
Cali: (pulls out a fresh piece of lined paper from her notebook.)
Me: I thought you were done with your homework before dance.
Cali: I was...I am...but I have to rewrite Chapter 25 from Sign of the Beaver for my teacher.
Me: I thought you did that last night...you sat at the table while I was working....I remember....?(am I experiencing deja vu?)
Cali: I have to do it again.
Me: Wha?? (Okay, it's bad enough to have to rewrite Chapter 25 from Sign of the Beaver in a new way ONCE....but twice??)
Cali: Apparently, it can't be funny.
Me: (a knowing look appears on my face, I'm certain)
Cali: Mr. S is not a fan of rubber chickens, I guess.
So there you have it....there is a time for rubber chickens in writing and a time for NO rubber chickens in writing. It is a good thing to learn the difference.
P.S. Poor Cali....the little apple is maybe too close to the tree sometimes.....