Episode 1: The Speckled Green Goose Egg
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Kathy smiled as she looked at Kathy Lee, her first child. Kathy Lee was only 4 months old, but she smiled and cooed and sucked on toys.
“Eric! I have Kathy Lee in the Stroller! Lets go for our walk!”
She shouted, hoping Eric could hear her from his bedroom.
“I’m coming, Dear!” Eric replied, coming down the stairs. He also stopped, smiling at his little daughter who was looking at him with wide eyes and chewing on a toy and cooing and smiling. Kathy laughed as Kathy Lee dropped her toy and cooed so loud she surprised herself and stopped cooing to look around to see what made that loud noise.
“Well,” said Kathy, looking around. “I suppose we had better be off.”
Kathy Lee was still looking around to see that “big noise thing”. Eric pulled the stroller out of the garage and onto the sidewalk. Kathy Lee cooed and laughed and made annoying obnoxious sucking noises with her Little Ducky toy.
“Oohh!! Bwoo boo. Chtsee dah dah! Ma Ma dutty!! Suck slurp suck suck byo oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh mose bwoo bwoo Chtsee dah dah!” Kathy Lee reported to Kathy and Eric.
“Did she say ‘dah dah’?” Eric asked excitedly.
“Well, I thought she said ‘ma ma’. And she said ‘dutty’. Do you think that means ‘ducky’, or ‘dirty’?” Kathy replied.
“What’s that?” Eric suddenly asked, pointing at a small, round green thing. “It looks like a goose egg. But it’s green and speckled. Goose eggs are not green, but I am not sure about speckled.”
“Hm.” Kathy took a step closer. Then, a young boy came out and said in a single word,
“Mine.”
“Yours? But what is it?” asked Kathy.
“Its an egg.”
“But what kind of egg?”
“A green one.”
“Yes, but what type of egg?”
“Oh, that’s what you meant?”
“Well, yes.”
“Oh. Well, in that case, I am not sure. I found it in the goose pond. Some one put a paper clip right on top—and glued it there! So I brought it home, put it on the table, and carefully, carefully, carefully, took the clip off. My mam said that I’d be better off leaving it in the pond, but I did not. She went to do her exercise, but I went out side to play. But, It won’t hatch. I’m getting worried. Sorry it was left on the walkway, but I had to go in for something. What should I do about it?”
Well, it was plain to see that the boy was very worried about his egg, so Eric suggested, “Well, why don’t you take it to a scientist? They should know what is wrong with your egg.”
The boy ran off, shouting, “Thanks for the help, mister!”
Kathy Lee squealed as the boy ran off.
Kathy and Eric continued on their walk. They went around the block, then past the park a mile away from their house, then noticing that they still had 2 hours to go, they continued along the river for 2 miles, and they were suddenly soaked by rain. They were 2½ miles from home and it was pouring. Kathy Lee began to scream when she saw lighting and heard thunder. Kathy picked up Kathy Lee, Eric folded up the stroller and put it in its pack, put it on his shoulder and they both ran for the Library, the nearest public building. They reached the library, soaked, so they stood under the cover of the overhang and watched the rain. But they had just sat down when a big gust of wind blew in and got them all wet again. The door opened and a familiar looking boy came out with a book. He took one look at the rain, and sat down at a picnic table and began to read his book—without even seeing the Shinderlays’!
“Hey!” whispered Eric. “Its that boy with the green goose egg!”
It was. The boy had a green egg next to him and every now and then would take a look at it and go back to his book. Kathy had put Kathy Lee down so that Kathy Lee could look around. Kathy Lee ran toward the boy and screamed, “poon dah!”
The boy turned and said, “Hi! Oh, its you! Well, mister, I went to the scientists and they said to check out this book. And it says green goose eggs don’t hatch for 2 weeks longer then normal ones! Thanks, mister!”
And Kathy, Eric and Kathy Lee got home safely, with the wonderful thought that they had helped someone who needed it. Well, at least Eric did.
The End