Once upon a time there was little girl
named Maya. She had blond
hair and big blue eyes. Maya usually wore pretty dresses and fancy slippers. Her favorite dress was pink with shiny shimmering diamonds all over it. She wore it almost everyday and if it was dirty or needed mending she would cry and refuse to do anything until she had her dress back and coaxing her out to play took the chef to promise to make her favorite dinner, speghetti with meatballs.
Maya was a good little girl because she was smart and strong and funny and didn’t take any sass from anyone. She was the Queen.
If someone gave her a hard time she would hit them on top of the head with her royal hitting stick. Her best friend was a little dog named Mamow and they loved to play on the edge of the spokey forest under an old sugar maple, who Maya named Whisper because when the leaves rubbed together they sounded like a man softly speaking to a child the way Maya’s Daddy would when he read her a story at the end of a long day of play as Maya feel sleep in his large arms.
On the first day of summer Maya was playing under Whisper with Mamow. They were playing a game of keep away. Maya hid a little brown teddy bear and Mamow tried to find it. When he did, he would run around the tree and little Maya chased after him until she got it back. Then Maya ran around the tree while Mamow chased her. They liked this game very much. It made Mamow bark and Maya giggle. In her excitement Maya throw the teddy bear up into the air. It bounced of a branch and went flying into the spokey forest. Mamow sat and stared and pawed at the spokey forest. Maya froze.
They didn’t go into the spokey forest for two reasons. One it was called the Spokey forest and two it was home of wild beasts, most notably the blue Tiger which was a fearsome beast that glady ate little creatures such as Maya and Mamow and teddy bear. Usually she would just peak in and watch the shadows of the forest dance and then go about her play but poor teddy bear was in there. How could she abandon him? Mamow and her looked into the forest. She could not see the teddy bear. Maya had a big problem .
So what did little Maya do?
She said, I’ll find him and she went into the spokey forest. Mamow wined. Teddy bear was hung up on the branch of a gooseberry bush so she pulled teddy down and hugged him. She was a good little girl and like all good little girls she was brave and a loyal friend. Then Maya went home and had speghetti and she gave Mamow the all the meatballs. Then her woman helped her put on her shimmering diamond dress and Maya privileged Mamow with a song and spirited face squeezing.