Tonight at supper Grace became very animated while telling us a story from China. I happened to have started a new novel tonight (I read out loud to the kids when Stephen isn’t home for meal time), The Mouse and the Motorcycle. Something about Ralph S. Mouse struck a chord with Miss Grace and she was off and running with a story that she had never told us before.
Apparently one day when she was still in China (at the orphanage), someone spotted a mouse.
And here is where I interject a little.
This mouse was actually quite large by the sounds of it.
(I’m thinking rat, at this point in her description.)
A couple of the grown ups came running.
One of them used an umbrella to try and hit it.
Another person grabbed a fire hose.
Again, I must interject that she was adamant that the hose was much larger than our garden hose and it was for putting out fires!
Then Grace proceeded to describe in great detail the antics surrounding the capture and killing of this mouse.
The story ends with a different grown up running to the kitchen for a pair of rubber gloves, bending over picking up the mouse by the tail and throwing it outside in some tall grass.
Seriously, I don’t know when the kids as a collective group have been so engaged in a story.
This girl’s got talent.
Or it might have been the, ahem, mouse.
😉
