Sorrry I haven't written in awhile but I have had SERIOUS writer's block. And of course I don't own Horton Hears a Who.
And now Presenting...
Lynn's Adventures in the Land of Who
Lynn's Adventures in the Land of the Who
Intro
Eyes green, hair brown, her smile almost always a frown.
Once upon a dream…
In the township of Sewell in the middle of June, a strange midnight shipment delivered under the moon.
A fat man named Bob yelled from his truck, "Be fragile with those flowers for we get paid by the hours. So the longer we take, the more money we make; thus increasing our till. You got that all Bill?"
"Sure, Boss" Bill said as he hung down his head. He wasn't to blame if he did his work fast. Un-packing flowers is lame it isn't a blast.
But he put them down slowly, one at a time, Minutes flew past him, hours went by. When he was finally down they made two-hundred bucks, and drove away in their big trailer truck.
Now at a house in Sewell lived a family, with children, just two. A girl and a boy, the girl was the older. But the girl always thought she got the cold shoulder. Her name was Jacqueline McDay, her was dark brown, her eyes were bright green and just sat and sulked, and hardly played. Her mother, Deloris, was a whole sale florist and came with flowers one day, and yelled for her daughter, "Jacqueline McDay!"
Jacqueline got there right away she did not want to keep her mother at bay.
"I have a bundle of flowers from a place that's so cool; it's from the jungle of Nool." Deloris said as she handed her a sun flower.
"The Jungle of Nool? I've never heard of it in school…" Jacqueline said as she looked at the blossom with gloom, and turned around and sulked to her room.
She sat her desk a started to play; a rhythm that got her through everyday. It started with a pencil tap on her books, then a rhytmatic beat that's all that it took. And before to long she was bursting with song.
"Here I sit sad and alone,
Even though I'm at home.
The homework we get the chores we receive
What does it all mean?
I wanna be free,
So just let me be
I just wanna be me!
Homework is a bore
I'd rather be at the shore
Freedom from the bore evermore
Evermore, freedom from the bore
The sads in life you must ignore
In order to the get freedom from the bore
Evermore!"
Those teacher look at you cross
And you think your life is loss
But it's not about their gratitude
It's all about your attitude.
Woo
We've reached the time of our life
So, now let's do what is right
We're going to have to fight
But we will get adored
Forever More"
After her song was finished, her melody done. Jacqueline heard a small sound; the noise was like a teenage boy hum. She followed the sound to the sunflower plant. Then she bent on her knees close to the blossom and said "Who is there, singing that chant?" To her surprise, a male voice replied, "My name is JoJo McDodd, what's your name girl from above?" She looked at the flower she didn't blink, for she stopped her life for a moment just to think.