Mom says, “Time for
spring cleaning.”
How did spring get dirty?
“We’ll clean out closets,
under our beds,
dust and sort EVERYTHING!”
I pouted.
I read.
I played.
Mom checked on me. She
frowned.
“You’re not spring
cleaning.”
I groaned.
I made my bed,
put away my toys,
and started to pick up
books.
But they wanted to be
read, not sit on a shelf.
I read three.
Mom checked on me. She grinned.
“Good start.”
I sighed and put away the
books.
I dusted, swept, and
hummed a song.
I straightened my keepsakes,
put up my softball
equipment,
and danced as I folded clothes.
I opened my curtains and
was amazed.
What a bright, clean
room!
I could dance and play.
Mom checked on me. She
smiled.
“Great job!”
She put a huge pillow in
the corner by my books.
It’s my favorite spot
in my spring-cleaned
room.
Love this line! "But they wanted to be read, not sit on a shelf." So true. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Maria.
ReplyDelete"How did spring get dirty?" So sweet and kid-like. I enjoyed your story and GIF. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteNicely done! I could never get my daughter to accomplish spring cleaning her room. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! Like your protagonist, I always find a way to procrastinate when it comes to spring cleaning. Books do want to be read!!!! Loved this.
ReplyDeleteHaha, I think we can all relate to not wanting to clean (and wanting to read instead) but loving the end result, and what an awesome gif you found! Thank you so much for entering this sweet discovery story into the Spring Fling Kidlit Contest -- Kaitlyn Leann Sanchez
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