K&E S. Episode 2: Meet Marian
GLOSSARY
Mrs. Funcie: Miss-iss Foon-see
Marian: Mare-ee-in
Mr. Hatman: Mist-er Hat-min
Heidi Hatman: High-dee Hat-min
Mrs. Shinderlay/Kathy: Miss-is Shin-der-lay, Kathy
Kathy Lee: Kathy Lee
Marian grabbed her helmet and put it on. Then she jumped on her bike and peddled across the street, turned left and rode along the street. She glanced down at her watch and peddled faster. She saw Mrs. Funcie’s house and put on her brakes, making a shrill squeal. Mrs. Funcie came out of her house and saw Marian and smiled.
“Here you are, Marian,” She called. “I have the cookies ready.”
Marian got off her bike and hurried to Mrs. Funcie.
“I am in a hurry, Mrs. Funcie,” She said. “I’m going to be late if I don’t hurry.”
Mrs. Funcie nodded. She handed the cookies to Marian silently.
“Thanks, Mrs. Funcie.” Marian smiled and rushed back to her bike.
“I recall your mother wanted to see me,” Mrs. Funcie mused. “I’ll be headin’ over there. See ya, Marian!”
“Bye, Mrs. Funcie!” Marian jumped on her bike and headed off. She had to hurry or she would be late. She glanced at her watch and peddled faster again. She passed the Grain Mill: A place where they made flour and bread and such. It’s a good thing school is nearly in again. I can work hard at school, get good grades, Mom will be proud and let me go back to this job! It’s a good thing I like school, too, I guess. She thought. Marian passed the principle’s house and waved to Mr. Hatman, the school principle. Marian ran her bell at Heidi Hatman, walking down the sidewalk slowly, looking at a paper in her hands. She looked up and smiled and moved off the walk so Marian could go past. Marian shouted thank you and turned the corner. Finally, she saw Mrs. Shinderlay’s house. She got off her bike and hurried to the door. As she rang the doorbell, she noticed a strange car parked in the driveway. But she did not think much of it because just then Mrs. Shinderlay opened the door.
“Hello, Marian. Kathy Lee has been waiting for you. I think she would like you to play with her. I have to make cookies, brownies and a couple cakes so I will be here a while. I am going to a party and you and Kathy Lee are invited! Oh, but be sure to tell your mom. It’s from 5-8—3 hours at the most— and at Apple Sauce Inn. We’ll have dinner there, too. Why, what do you have there, Marian?” Kathy Shinderlay said.
“Oh hi, Kathy! I’ll be there for sure! Mom wont mind but I’ll tell her anyway. Yes, and I can ride my bike to Apple Sauce Inn! Uh… Where’s Kathy Lee?”
Marian answered. “And who’s here?”
“Oh, Eric’s back. After two whole weeks, he’s back. But he cant come to the party, I am sad to say. It’s a girl’s party. But I can see why you did not recognize his car. He got a new one. But what in the world do you have on your bike, Marian? It smells like—"
“Um! A girl’s party? About what? A baby shower? A bridal shower? Just guesses. And what’s for dinner? I’m allergic to peas.”
“I think that chicken, salad, eggs, sausage are for dinner and maybe more. What do you have in the bag?”
“Oh look, Kathy Lee is looking out the window! Lets go see her.”
“Okay,” Kathy sighed and they went inside. Katy, as they called Kathy Lee, squealed and crawled over to Marian. Katy was 6 months old.
“Hey there, Katy! Hey, don’t eat dust. BLLLLECCHHKKK! Yuck. Don’t eat my dress, either. Yuck, yuck yuck.” Marian laughed.
“Well, I had better go make my brownies and cake and cookies. What did you have in your—“ Kathy was interrupted my Marian—again.
“Um, no reason, but, could, would—uh, um—Well, what I mean to say is, please save the cookies for last? I might want to help, you know.”
“Yes, I will, Marian. Oh, you’d better go tell your mom what you’ll be doing tonight!”
“Okay, Kathy. I’ll be back in 15 minutes!”
Marian rode home. She passed the mill, the principle’s house and then paused at the park to watch men floating down in parachutes. After she got home and told her mom where she would be, she hurried back to Kathy’s house. She stopped when she saw a police car drive up to Heidi Hatman and talk to her. Heidi got in the car and they drove toward the Hatman’s house. Marian anxiously rode off, eager to ask Heidi about it tomorrow. Back at Kathy’s house, she helped Kathy work the boiler and then gave her the cookies. Kathy laughed and laughed and thanked Marian for her generosity. Marian told her to thank Wendy Funcie for them. Then they went to the party. It went great. Marian went to bed that night very very very tired. The next day was Saturday so Marian rode to Heidi’s house to find out what was it with the police and such.
“Hey Heidi! What was with the police car yesterday?” Marian asked.
“Oh,” Heidi answered. “Dad was going to the concert and I was late. Dad was worried so he sent the police out to find me. That’s all.”
Marian and Heidi played a long time and has a great time.
The End
Mary stared at the pattern before her. She was supposed to sew this? It looked so hard. Mary sighed and went out for some fresh air.
"Mary!" Mom called her.
"Yes?" Mary answered.
"What are you doing outside? You have to finish the quilt before Saturday."
"Oh my. It is Tuesday. How am I uspposed to finish it before Saturday?"
"You go inside and start sewing."
"How long do you think it will take?"
"Listen. It won't take you long."
"Okay, I'll do it."
"Oh yes, remember to hurry. You have to take care of Ellen Smith today."
"Why does she need so much caring about?"
Mom was already in the house. Mary went in. She saw a photograph of Ellen Smith. In the picture, Ellen was sitting on a chair, looking as cute as you can imagine.
When she was going to Ellen's house, she could hear Ellen talking to her doll.
"You nawty, nawty doww! I have a notion to give you a panking. Be dood, ow I wiww have to give you one. Wouwd you wike dat?" 'No, I wouwdn't, Mommy. I wiww be dood.'"
Mary wanted to laugh.
When Mary was done caring for Ellen, Mrs. Smith handed her a card. "Just sign your signature here, and I will pay you on Friday," she said.
Mary went home. Her big sister Jane was sitting at the table, cutting out cloth squares.
"I thought I would help you with the quilt, Mary."
"Oh, thank you, Jane!"
Everything went perfect. The quilt was done Thursday night.