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Cookie checked the carpet, it was dry. He looked at the clock on the front wall. It was 7:30 PM, too late for most to have dinner. The Puffs always got up early so they went to bed right after dark.
He was saddened that there would be no dinner quests tonight at the 'Pickles to Pies ' restaurant. The youth group was so looking forward to their special ‘campfire cook out’ meal, and now it was canceled. It would have been a lot of fun.
“Just one little mistake,” Cookie mused to himself.
Britney's failure to turn the water faucet off, triggered many unexpected events.
“Oh boy,” said Cookie as he looked toward the kitchen., ” What do I do now?, I have a lot of cooked food and no one to eat it.”
“Hi Cookie,” said Pastor Bear as he came through the front door of the restaurant. Pastor Bear had just taken the kid's home from the youth group meeting. He came back to the restaurant to see if he could help Cookie with the wet carpets.
“I see the carpets are dry already,” said Pastor Bear
“Yes, Yes the carpets are dry,” continued Cookie, “I wanted so for the kids to have their ‘campfire cook out.”said Cookie shaking his head.
“Oh my goodness, Little Bear,” said Cookie,” Is Britney ok?”
“Yes, she’ll be ok,” said Pastor Bear.” She clearly learned a lesson tonight.”
” I have so much food that is going to go to waste” said Cookie.
“I thought about that,” said Pastor Bear,” That’s the other reasons I came back.
I wanted to see if I could help.”
“Can you think of anyone that would like the food?,” said Cookie.
“Actually I can,” said Pastor Bear,” as you know I have a monthly meeting with the Pastors in the other Puff Villages.”
“Yes,” I remember that,” said Cookie.
“I was told only this mornin...
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...vels in hand.” Clovis continued,” They will stay here until you are fully dug out from the snow.”
“Oh my goodness,” said Mayor Patrick. “That's wonderful!”
“If you ever need help like this again, do not hesitate to let us know,” He continued," We Puffs have to stick together.” said Clovis
“We want to offer you the same in return, “said Mayor Patrick,” If you ever need help in The Village of Wonder, please call on us.”
“Thank you,” said Clovis, “I will let Mayor Sam know.”
“Isn’t it amazing how God turned Britneys’ mistake, into something wonderful. ”said Dick.
“A men,” they all said together.
“Well, “ said John,” It’s getting dark so It’s time we headed back home. Have your flashlights ready guys!”
“Be safe and thank you!” said Mayor Patrick.” and Dick, it always better if you ‘ride’ the Toboggan down a hill.”
The men burst out laughing!
Unfortunately, the night turned out to be a disastrous and uncomfortable evening. Neither Ethan nor Mattie spoke a word regarding their love for one another. Additionally, during their dinner, the pet cat leaps on the table and sends a pickle dish straight to the floor, crashing into pieces. To make matters worse, the pickle dish is a favored wedding gift that is cherished by Zeena. Later, Zeena discovers it is broken and it sends her anger over the edge.
that he go see if anyone needed help. He drove around the area but saw nothing
After witnessing the older gentleman give a piece of his mind to the mayor, I was hoping for more residents to stand up and demand action from their local government. I wanted people to step up and tell the local government that some of ...
“For God’s sake,” he said, not turning round. “Don’t make supper for me. I’m going out.”
herself down next to Toni."I told them to cook for three dogs and no people."
"You know what? I don't feel very hungry anymore. Why don't you take that pizza back?" I asked.
Food has been a great part of how he has grown up. He was always interested in how food was prepared. He wanted to learn, even if his mother didn’t want him to be there. “I would enter the kitchen quietly and stand behind her, my chin lodging upon the point of the hip. Peering through...
“Stop, we need this food to pass by the week. You can’t be eating everything up like this.”
... I had never even seen most of the food displayed, I eagerly and respectfully tried each dish. After everyone in the room sat down at the massive table, the Rabbi picked up a glass of wine and made a prayer over it. Then, Rabbi Kanelsky passed around pieces of Challah bread to the entire table. This lunch festival was yet another ceremony dedicated to one of the member’s deceased relative. At the conclusion, the Rabbi said another prayer out loud for the deceased and the relative expressed his gratitude to everyone.
“No. Think we’re almost to the tree now. Few yards from that, an’ we’ll be to the road. We can see the Street light then” (350).
Cook: “Umm, two weeks ago, and they just tell me not to open my door. And all that.”
...of chili and three spaghetti-o’s. After he had finished eating he decided that he had better get some rest, he went to bed in the small cot he found in the corner. He slept well in the warmth of the cabin, but awoke to the sound of a gasoline engine. Startled he looked around and saw a woman rekindling the fire. She saw him looking at her and told him he was ok, and that when he was ready her husband would take him back to town. She had already made coffee and some pancakes, and told him he was more than welcome to have some.
A long day, as Sunday always seemed, was coming to an end. BA and Liz were preparing for bed, when a call came. A glance at his watch, which read 10:30 brought disgust. "Who could it be at this hour? Couldn’t I pretend we aren't home and let the answering machine pick up?"
We all grabbed our lawn chairs and cozied up next to the roaring red fire. I always sat a little too close, enough to where the fire burnt a hole straight through my favorite pair of flip-flops, assuring me to never make that mistake again. S’mores was all of our favorite bed time snack time and a perfect way to end the night. Every time I would roast my marshmallow until it became slightly brown, mushy, and not too hot in the center; then I 'd put it between two graham crackers and extra pieces of chocolate. One too many s’mores and a belly like later I laid back in my chair and listened as Nancy told us stories. Before going to bed Nancy told us about her favorite past times here as a child and how just like the little girl we saw fishing, she was also afraid of fishing. She told us stories about how much the campground has evolved since she was a child and how every year she promises to take us here and to keep it a tradition. At bedtime Alicia and I crawl into our tents and snuggle up in our warm sleeping bags. We talked to each other about how sad we felt that it was almost the end of summer, and how nervous we felt to start our freshman year of high school. However, our conversations ended when Nancy yelled at as from the other tent to keep quiet and go to bed. I’d fallen asleep that night to the sound of the fire crackling out and the crickets chirping
“Oh honey,” I answered, sadly acknowledging my daughter’s hunger, “ I wish it was. Actually, I’m not quite sure what it is. Help me clean it off, will you?” Emily and I began scrubbing the dilapidated, seaweed covered object in the warm waves of the Atlantic. “Wow, That’s not at all I expected.” I answered as I rolled an old bottle in the water. “At least we can get some money for this at the recycling center. Not much, but if we collect enough bottles we could get some lunch!” I looked hopelessly at the bottle.