Monday, May 15, 2006

ch01) the beginning 9:30 am

Zobe woke up and stretched. Sunlight poured through the windows like lumpy custard, the sky was pale blue streaked with orange and purple and she could hear a gentle wind whispering in the trees. She tutted at the gossiping wind, and as she got out of bed thoughts flicked through her mind.
“Lovely weather for Frisbee”
“Should I wear the horizontally stripy socks or the vertically stripy socks?”
And, most importantly of all, “where did I put my hat?”

“Is it a big floppy hat?” asked Ben.
“Yes. And it has a big flower on it.”
“Definitely!”
Not so sure about this Judy decided to let Zobe have a finite hat. De-finite hats are fairly cumbersome and so last season.

Back to the story…
The anticyclonic conditions caused Zobe to feel light headed (I can justify this if you like. It does work with a little pseudo-physics) and she began to dance around the room.
By the way, she decided to wear one of each of the socks. And she did wear the hat, and may or may not decide to play Frisbee.

2 comments:

randomfrog said...

this blog is getting dangerous - this must be at least the third time we've destroyed the universe. must be more careful...

ZoB1 said...

Hats dont suit me usualy so im glad that uve made them suit me in the story, it makes me sad that hats dont look good on me.