Thursday, 14 March 2024

Ping Pong: A Tale As Old As Time - Part 1: Winter

The other day, my friends Luke, Resus, Cleo, Bluey, Bingo, Mackenzie, Honey, Coco and I were going to the countryside to visit our good friends Horse, Indian and Cowboy. Postman was already there, delivering a letter from their Aunt Rachel. However, as Cowboy and Indian were too focused on their game, Postman told us that they were ‘torn’, meaning they had to play ping pong to focus on the decision between helping Horse and playing with us. Inside, Cowboy and Indian’s game got a bit out of control, as the ball hit many walls and knocked Horse’s sleep medication off the cupboard in the kitchen and into their chicken noodle soup. So when Horse called them in to dinner, Cowboy and Indian didn’t notice and were delighted to have dinner at last. Horse raised his spoon. “To us - a perfect family, and a perfect bountiful of meals to keep us going.” “‘Waaaaaay!” the trio cheered as they clinked their spoons. But no sooner had they taken a sip then they felt their eyes grow heavy. Suddenly they collapsed onto the table and fell asleep.


Two months later, it was Winter. Postman had delivered lots of letters from Aunt Rachel recently, and Horse was the first to wake up. The first thing he saw was some CGI soup spurting into the air like a fountain. “Indian! Cowboy! Wake up! Everything’s CGI!” Cowboy and Indian woke up screaming, but when Indian realised what was happening, he slapped Cowboy round the face. “Only the soup is CGI now, can’t you see?” “Oh. Then what’s the weather?” Cowboy and the others went outside, and looked outside to see a huge blanket of snow covering the countryside. “Hooray, snow!” Cowboy and Indian shouted together.

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