Toothfairies
Peter looked out the window one beautiful spring morning. Then he ran back to his bed. He lifted his pillow, the toothfairy still hadn't come. It had been three days now. Peter wondered, he wondered if the toothfairy even knew he lost a tooth.
"Of course she does", exclaimed his mother when Peter told her what he thought. Meanwhile in the hollow of the golden apple tree, in the middle of the crystal flower garden where the toothfairies live, Old Lady Merry Fairy looked over her list.
"Oh my, Little Peter Johnson has been waiting three days", she announced to the other toothfairies.
"How could we have forgotten him", Mina Fairy gasped.
"We'll go tonight", the Triplet Fairies Cecile, Cecelia and Cecelian Fairies said.
That night the three toothfairies flew the loonie over to Peter's house and dragged it under the pillow.
The next morning Peter found it and knew that toothfairies never let you down.
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© Cassandra Bourgeois 1997
How to Get Rid of Annoying Salespeople
I heard a knock. I went to the door, and parted two slats of the blinds with my fingers. I peered through. A salesman was standing on the doorstep. Those darn salesmen never leave mah alone, I thought to myself. I slowly opened the door a crack.
"Whaddya want from mah?" I demanded.
"Good afternoon, Would you be interested in-" that goshdarned salesman began.
"No," I interrupted. "Get outta mah house!"
"Ma'am, I-" he began again.
"Leave mah alone!" I shouted. As he opened his mouth to say more, I picked up my trusty rolling pin.
"I don't like your attitude!" I informed that rotten, no-good salesman. Still, he didn't leave. I flung the door wide open, and brought my rolling pin up over my head.
"DIE!" I shrieked. The salesman ran down the walk, throwing terrified glances over his shoulder.
"That'll teach ya," I said, closing my door with a satisfied grin. "That'll teach ya good."
© Cassandra Bourgeois 1997