Susan's Art Project, Part 2

When Susan came home from the store, she showed her new art supplies to Mother.

"Now Susan," recommended Mother, "why don't you put your paints up away where Helen and Harry can't get them-you know how they are-and come down and help me finish supper."

"Good idea!" Susan replied cheerfully and tripped upstairs into her room. She carefully placed her poster and paints on the top of her tall bookshelf, which was only a couple of feet from the high ceiling.

"Now Helen and Harry can't get it," Susan said satisfactorily. Then she ran downstairs to help Mother.

Helen and Harry heard her leave and raced into her room, looking around for the paints.

"Aw, Man!" cried Harry.

"What?" asked Helen.

"Look where she put them!"

"We'll never be able to get them down," added Helen.

Suddenly, they heard John's footsteps on the stairs and they raced back into their room.

"We've got to think of how we're gonna' get them down," sighed Harry. They sat down for a while thinking.

"I know," Helen replied, a little reluctantly, "we could get the hay ladder, and use it to reach them."

"Silly!" Harry scoffed, "We'd get caught before we got out of the barn. Besides, we couldn't carry it between us."

"But it's the best idea we've had!"

"It's the only idea we've had," Harry pointed out.

They sat for a while, still thinking.

"I know!" Harry exclaimed, "We'll stack up those storage containers Susan keeps in her room, and I'll lift you up on them so you can reach the paints."

"Are you crazy??!" Helen shouted, "I'm afraid of heights! I'll pick you up and you can get them."

"No way!" Harry replied, "You're not strong enough to pick me up!"

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

Helen and Harry continued arguing, completely forgetting about Susan's paints.



To be continued...

Susan's Art Project, Part 1

Well, I didn't keep my word. I had the story finished before July, but I didn't put it on here until now. Without further adieu...


Susan's Art Project

Susan ran off the bus, waving goodbye to her good friend, Janet. When she reached the Mudroom, she plopped her backpack on the bench and scurried into the kitchen where Mother was at the sink, washing dishes.

"Oh Mother!" She cried, "I've had the most wonderful day at school, but the best part is that Mr. Johnson assigned us the project I've always been waiting for!" She paused to breathe.

"Do settle down, Susan dear," Mother encouraged, "and try to be a little quieter. John has a headache."

"Yes, Mother," She answered, but nothing was going to keep Susan down, she was too excited. She went on, "We're supposed to paint a big poster of a picture of creation."

Mother took her chance while Susan stopped, "How wonderful!" Then Mother paused slightly,"But Susan, don't let it distract you from your other studies." She reminded.

"Oh yes," Susan sighed, "I better finish my homework as soon as possible so I can start working on it."

Susan took the floor at the dinner table that night and no one seemed to mind. She talked endlessly of the project. John and Elizabeth were very excited for Susan, too.

"I know how long you've been waiting for something like this," replied John, "and I'm sure yours will be more beautiful than anyone else's."

"Of course," Elizabeth chimed in. She had often been jealous of Susan's creative ability, but she had begun to see past that to notice Susan's natural talent.

"So Dad," Susan asked, "may I go to the store tomorrow to buy a poster and some paint?"

"Don't you already have paint?" questioned Mother.

"Well, I need a special kind of paint for this," Susan replied.

Harry and Helen looked at each other from across the table. So, they thought, Susan's getting some paint and something to paint on. That sounds like fun!

Harry and Helen loved to paint or do things with crafts, but more than that, they loved trouble. And paints-new special paints-definitely sounded like trouble...

...To be continued...