The invitation has arrived to write a Six Sentence Story -Iron. Denise of Girlie on the Edge's Blog makes it easy by opening the link every Wednesday. Hope to see you there.
There were still some details to iron out as to when and where they would do it, but they had agreed that they would work on the project together. The teacher had obtained a specimen for them to use when they had the other materials ready to set up. Animal behavior interested both of them, and the girls’ parents were supportive as long as the experiment was only carried out at school.
The last day before Christmas break, the teacher told the girls that one of them would need to take the creature home for the holidays because someone would need to feed and care for him while the school was closed. If this detail had been explained to them earlier, they probably would have chosen to do to something that didn’t require a living organism, but as it turned out one agreed to transport the specimen inside a shoebox positioned on her lap as she rode the crowded school bus, which smelled a little more rank than usual that afternoon.
When she freed her scared captive into an empty rabbit hutch and then fessed up to her dad, he grounded her for three months after his suspicions were confirmed that the white rat had escaped, no doubt heading towards bags of grain in the barn and to find a solid gray mate.
...could a school bus be more rank? HA! brought back memories. Great job on thisone.
ReplyDeleteThanks, UP.
DeleteUh Oh!
ReplyDeleteYep, Uh Oh indeed!
DeleteWell at least it wasn't a snake or tarantula, lol. Have to admit I'm secretly glad the rat escaped!
ReplyDeleteExactly, so glad it wasn't a snake or a tarantula. The good news is the experiment with the rat had to do with mazes, nothing harmful.
DeleteEnjoyed this six and was wondering what creature it would turn out to be.
ReplyDelete3 months grounding, ouch! Maybe the rat will return with its new friends and help her escape to freedom!
Thank you. Back then, three months of being grounded seemed like an eternity, especially since that was my one and only time to experience a grounding.
DeleteNever had 'pets' on that size (or by implicate, scale) growing up. No hamsters or gerbils, rabbits or rats (oh my)
ReplyDeletefun six
Although we had rabbits on the farm, I never got attached to them, because I knew they would become dinner sooner or later. The only time I took a little bunny out of one of the cages, it got away from me and escaped never to be found again. That is another story.LOL
DeleteAah...tiny escapee and big trouble! Yikes!
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed.
DeleteWhat could go wrong?
ReplyDeleteYou told it well what did. Fun Six!
It didn't take long to find out.
DeleteThank you.