Bye Bye Big Bird :(

You’ll never believe what happened at yesterday’s Thanksgiving meal.

Well, I, Elmo, will tell you.

Okay, I was preparing for out Thanksgiving feast. It was at my house. I was so excited! Bert, Ernie, Count, Oscar, and The Cookie Monster were all coming!

I had so many delicious dishes like, roast beef, turkey, chicken, and a special Cookie Delight for The Cookie Monster.

“La La La LaLa,” I sang to myself as I pulled out the turkey from the oven. “Mmm! Smell’s d-e-l-i-s-h!”

‘Ding Dong,’ the doorbell rang.

“Yes,” I said as I skipped to open the door. “They’re here!”

“Hello, Elmo!” Count says.

“Hi, Count!” I smiled. “Did you bring your ‘surprise’?”

“Yes!” he remembered. “Right here!”

Count went out of the room, and brought in a big covered dish. He pushed the red-and-white checkered cart into the dining room.

‘Ding Dong,’ the doorbell rang. “Everyone has arrived!” Elmo jumped up and down.

First, Bert and Ernie come in.

“Hey Elmo,” Bert said as he waved. “Something smells…different.”

Count striked up, “Oh! That’s my wonderful surprise!”

“Aww,” Ernie moaned. “I hate surprises! Please tell?!”

“No, No, No,” Count smiled. “I will not tell anyone! It’s a surprise!”

‘Ding Dong’ the Cookie Monster walks in.

“COOKIES! I SMELL COOKIE DELIGHT! Mmm!” the Cookie Monster dashes into the kitchen, and runs back out, “Oh, and hey Elmo!”

“Hi,” I replied.

“Let’s start eating,” the Cookie Monster said as he chewed on a chocolate chip cookie. “I’m starving!”

We all say down at the checkered table. Ernie, Bert, Count, and Oscar (who wasn’t here) sat down on the far side. Cookie Monster and I sat on the other. Everyone took their seats and as I said, “Dig in, everyone!”, the Cookie Monster dug his big, furry hands into the Cookie Delight.

As everyone chewed, Count coughed and clinked his glass.

“May I have your attention please,” said Count as he stood up. “I present to you…” count lifted up the giant, silver, shiny lid, “My surprise!” and there it was. A big, big bird with yellow feathers, sautéed in a grey and light brown gravy.

“W-what is that?!” cried Ernie.

“That is the surprise! Roasted Big Bird!” count grinned and showed off his sharp, long, pointy teeth.

“You KILLED Big Bird?!?” elmo yelled.

“Uh, yeah,” Count sat down. “You know, I never really liked that yellow big bird.”

“I can’t believe you’d do such a thing,” cried The Cookie Monster. “Cmon’, Bert, Ernie, Oscar, let’s go!” They all put on their jackets and scattered out the door.

It was silent. Count was just sitting there, happy, with a nice big grin on his face.

“Aren’t you going to go now?!” I yelled and glared at Count. “Look what you’ve done! You murdered Big Bird!” I cried. “Leave! And take that horrible dish with you!”

Count left the house without even a ‘Sorry’.

Well, that’s how my Thanksgiving dinner was. All the rest of my friends here at Sesame Street all miss our big yellow-feathered friend.

R.I.P. Big Bird

BIg Bird

Big Birds body lay on the table, as we stared at it hungrily.

“Oh man does he smell good,” Ernie said.

“Mmm fresh baked cookies,” replied the Cookie Monster dreamily.

“you know I thought I’d feel really bad about this,” said Bert as they all nodded in unison “but he tastes amazing and… well it’s much more pleasant round without him,” Ernie added quickly.

“1234,1234,1234 I love to count, hmmm let’s see 28 veins, 2 eyes, 1 tongue and oh! 32 liters of blood. Yum,” the count said enthusiastically.

“Yummy fresh baked bird,” replied Oscar finally popping his head out of his garbage can.

“You guys are gross!” cried Elmo in disgust “how could you eat your friend?”

“Well you really should try some,” said Bert in a very ‘knowing’ tone of voice.

Elmo tries a bite.

“Yum, this really is good,” said Elmo as he tried to ease his mind by telling himself it truly was better without him around.

Bye Bye Big Bird

You will not believe what I, the cookie monster had for my gratifying thanks giving dinner party. It wasn’t the typical turkey or ham or even a huge chocolate chip cookie! Instead we had a juicy, yellow, feathered, big, bird. Yum. I was in the mood for Oscar the grouch, but I must say big bird was D-E-L-I-S-H.

I really want to take you guys back in time so you could really feel all the action raising, but I can’t so I guess I will have to settle with telling you the story…

“Ring, ring, ring.” My annoying phone rang. I wish I could change it to “C is for cookie that’s good enough for me!” but I don’t know how!! If anyone knows, please tell me!!!... Anyways that was Bert and Ernie calling.

“Cookie monster! Cookie monster! There is no turkey, ham or chicken. Nothing. All the meat is gone. What are we supposed to eat for thanksgiving?” answered Bert and Ernie

“Guys calm down as long as we have my chocolate chip cookie we will be fine.” I replied.

“But cookie monster that won’t be enough food for everyone, and besides you know how Oscar the grouch gets when he has to eat cookies!”

“Ok, fine, but only for you guys is why I won’t have cookies for the main course”

“Thank you cookie monster! But, still what should we have for dinner?”

“Guys, let me think…umm…ok, give me a few minutes.”

At the point I couldn’t think of anything!! It felt like I just burnt my extra junky chocolate chip cookie. Now I was about to let down Oscar, Count, Elmo, Ernie, Bert and big bird!!! Oh no. What was I supposed to do?

Finally the plan came to me that would change everything!

“Bert, Ernie, guys? Are you there?”

“Yes cookie monster we are hear. So what is your plan?” answered Bert and Ernie.

“Well, since there is absolutely no meat in sesame-street, I guess we will have to choose an alternative. My idea is to pick the person in our ‘gang’ that you think is the most obnoxious to be around. Who ever you chose will be the one that is cooked for dinner!”

“I say Oscar the grouch,” Said Ernie.

“Obviously Big Bird,” Replied Bert.

“Ok, now all we have to do is narrow it down,” I answered.

“Cookie monster, give us a minute to decide…umm ok… we say…big bird!”

We decided on big bird. Oscar the grouch is way to grumpy to eat at thanks giving. We needed a happy, exciting person, like big bird! And he’s nice, sapid and big! So everyone could have seconds!

“Cookie monster, you made a wondrous thanks giving dinner. We all enjoyed it.”

“Thank you Elmo, count, Ernie, Bert and Oscar. Now I’m going to go enjoy my giant cookie. C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me!!”

“R.I.P big bird”

-The sesame street.

Oreras and cookies

Operas and Cookies

It’s thanksgiving finally. I just came back from the Cookie Factory. Oh no! I forgot where I was going for dinner tonight. I should call up Elmo he’ll know where I’m going.

“ Elmo, Elmo are you there? I don’t know where I’m going for dinner tonight!”

“ Um… I don’t know. I’m going to Big Birds place, sorry.”

Elmo replied.

It’s okay, I’ll call Bart.

“Bart are you there?”

“Oh hi Cookie dude what’s up?”

“I don’t know were I’m going to dinner tonight?”

“Well I’m going to Big Birds sorry.”

I know I’ll call Ernie.

“Ernie you there buddy?”

“Yup what’s cookin?”

“I don’t know were I’m going for dinner tonight.”

“How should I know. I’m sorry but I’m going to Big Birds.”

I guess I could call The Count.

“Count?”
“Yes what is it?”

The Count shrieked.

“I don’t know were I’m having Thanksgiving dinner!”

“Slowly, slowly, slowly getting angry!”

“But”

“This doesn’t concern me goodbye!”

Maybe I should just wait for someone to call me!

“Ring, ring”

The telephone. Yay!

“Cookie Monster it is Elmo, and I have some good news that I might just put this on my show. You know the one with the, oh here I’ll sing it! Lalalala, lalalala, Elmo’s world. Lalalala, lalalala Elmo’s world. Anyway you can come with me to Big Birds!”

“Great I’ll see you there!”

THEY ARRIVE AT BIG BIRDS PLACE

“I’m here everyone! Oh my gosh it’s Big Bird cooked for dinner!”

“What?”

Screamed Elmo.

“It’s Big Bird for dinner. Look Elmo can’t you see the hot, yellow, feathery thing on the black table? I guess I shouldn’t have been so excited for Thanksgiving. I could have staid home watching operas eating cookies