(This is student work submitted as part of the Youth Voices collaborative project.)
by Sarah H., Woodstock Elementary School
“Pop-Pop lets go sit on the couch,” I said when we were playing with Aubrie at my house. Aubrie is my Grandpa’s daughter, who is only three, but when my Grandpa was at my house she was only one! That means she is my aunt! At first it was a little weird and I still think it is, but not as weird as before.
“Ok Sarah, I’ll be right there.” We call our Grandpa, Pop-Pop. Sometimes, our Grandpa is a little crazy. For example, when we were making our way to our couch he stopped in our kitchen and saw the dog treats. “Sarah are these candy?” he asked.
“No, Pop-Pop, they are dog treats.” I guess he thought I was being sarcastic so he took one, looked at it and took a big bite. “EEEEEWWWW!” I was so grossed out especially because they were the kind of dog biscuits that had red meat chunks in the middle and bread crumbs around it.
“What are these?” I don’t think he could get the awful taste out of his mouth.
“Pop-Pop they’re dog treats.” He really liked them so he took another one…. and ate it. I couldn’t hold it in any longer I started laughing and I didn’t stop until it hurt. “Oh, Pop-Pop, w-w-why would you eat a dog t-t-treat?” I was fumbling,I couldn’t speak it was too funny.
“Sarah, don’t be silly they’re candy.” I some how had to make him believe me. And I had the perfect plan.
“Hey,Pop-Pop watch this. Norah,come here girl.” My spunky little dog pranced over to me. She is a King Charles Cavalier Spaniel. I skipped eagerly over to the cabinet that we keep our dog treats in. I grabbed one of the small flakey treats, and brought it back to the floor were my dog was excitedly sitting, I let her smell it and she came over and ate it whole. “Do you believe me now?” I asked.
“No, that dog will eat anything,” he said.
I moped over to our pantry and there it was the box that had a cute little picture of a puppy chewing a treat. Surprisingly, it was filled up to the brim with dog treats he and my dog both ate. “Look, Pop-Pop, here’s the box.”
“Oh well, I can’t believe you would give me dog treats!”
“I DIDN’T FEED YOU DOG TREATS!”
“ Renee where are you?” Renee is my Grandpa’s wife, I went to tell her what happened.
After I told her I realized how funny it was again. We started laughing really hard. I went over to my parents and told them. By the time I was done telling the story we were all laughing so hard. Our Grandpa is so nice to us and really funny. We only get to see him sometimes because he lives all the way in Pennsylvania, but Pop-Pop is great.
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