Sunday, February 28, 2010

Tumble-Ina or (Big tiny) and the Ginger, breadgirl



Once upon a time in the year 2009 in a land called Canada there didn’t live a little girl... Yet, altho there did live a small, small, oh so very small Gingerbread girl, she was so much smaller then all the other gingerbread girls, and so very different to in her mind and looks, well lets just say she was a-a ginger, breadgirl. She had beautiful red hair, but, well she was in the shape of bread so she looked, well lets just say, very, very plump, and she was tiny so very tiny she was and all she wanted was a friend.


So what else to do but ask for one, but the ginger breadgirl was told about the valley of stink were the witch lived and how horrible a place it was and how much it stunk, she really didn’t want to go but she wanted a friend so badly that the next day she even, Ran ran ran as could to find the witch, but the witch new she was coming and why she was coming you see, so the witch put the durian seeds and and a magical pot outside, and put a note on the door saying it was for the Ginger breadgirl and the instructions for planting them.


When the Ginger breadgirl arrived she realized she should of just called the witch and asked her to ship it to her.


A week later the Ginger breadgirl smelled a very stinky stink and on top of the durian she saw a fat stinky, but yet tiny little girl. Over weeks they became best friend they started going for walks but Tumble-Ina kept on, well tumbling. One day they decided to go for a picnic by the river. At the River Tumble-Ina tripped and started rolling down the hill, next thing she knew she was frozen solid bobbing down the river.


She thawed out a year later in Whistler B.C., It was February 2010, the time of the winter Olympics, so she decided that she wouldn’t just sit down and freeze to death she go to some events and go to a five star hotel called the four seasons. She had the time of her life there if you ask me it was quite heavenly.


Tumble-Ina was going snow tube-ing she was climbing up for her third run, then suddenly she tripped and started rolling down the mountain, she was going so fast she couldn’t stop her self, she slid into a snow man but kept on going down the mountain even though she was covered in snow freezing cold and couldn’t see. She knocked down every one in her path, going down uncontrollably through everything and every one, she landed up in the sliding centre during the skeleton finals, she went down faster then anyone else and won the gold medal with record time.

“Sorry Jon Montgomery maybe next year,” Said Tumble-Ina.


At the victory ceremony she got up on the podium to get her medal, and when she leaned forward to receive it she...tripped.


2 comments:

Salome said...

Dear Gabe, this was a very humorous story. I saw a few convention errors and thought the lead wasn't very well organized. You might want to extend the length of your fabulous story. The dialogue is filled with humor, I liked it a lot. Great job! -Salome

Izzy said...

Gabe, this was a really funny story.
You should look through this again, because I saw a hole bunch of convention mistakes. It wasn't organized that well, but I can see how you can fix it. It didn't have that much dialogue. I loved the conclusion and you used some great sensory language.
I think its a great story and everyone is going to end up really enjoying it.