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you Venus is excellent in cursive.)
Do you know how many girls want to be a princess? Or act like a princess? Or look like a princess? Or want to find out that they
are
— but never knew they
were
— a long-lost princess?
One word: Google.
It’s not just my little sister, Maddie, who is way pinked out at four and already wearing a tiara. I’ve found pictures of some pretty old people wearing those things on their heads.
I’m actually more of a green person, but I’m sure a fairy god mother can work with green. She can do chic in any color. More bippity and less boppity or … something like that.
Even with a good wand wave, I still might be a little tiara challenged. (
The hair situation.
)
Passing on those glass slippers too. I can’t really fit in those tiny thingies anyway. My toes? Those shoes? These Chuck Taylor feet?
It’s a long story about my big toe. Very ugly.
The toe and the story … maybe Chapter Ten. Remind me.
But, here’s the really important what’s what:
In the connect-the-dots world of frogs, princesses, and all kinds of fairies—
you can include dragons, ogres, and wizards if you want because they are very popular too … especially in movies
— a fairy godmother is only one dot away from
Cinderella
Dot Dot Dot, aha! who actually became a princess, which is very la-di-da, which means chic, which = cool.
The point beinG, as Mrs. Helferich likes to say when she talks about connecting dots, if it’s okay to want to be a princess (
and like I said, I’ve seen some scary pictures of old princesses
), then it has to be okay to believe in a fairy godmother.
Especially if you’re only almost eleven.
So…
I’M GoinG for it
(even if, technically, I am in double digits).
Presenting
“The Zoey Zone”
in
ZINE VISION
A Zoey
Zinevich In Your Dreams Production
Very 21st Century
Cue the Music!
(FYI — it’s usually a harp.)
Music gets louder
(adding a trumpet).
The light is BLINDING!
A teeny white light suddenly appears!
Right in Mrs. Helferich’s class.
(Excellent special effects, right?)
What does it all mean?
“HUH?”
(The boys are clueless.)
I am still an almost-eleven believer!
I know! It is of course an incredible …
Even The Bashleys have no idea what’s going on. “Huh???” x 2!
FAIRY GODMOTHER MORPH!
She sees me. “Uh-oh. You need some fairy dust and fast!”
Zooming in on sparkles.
“WAIT!”
(Close-up of Venus.)
(Told you.)
“Some bippity here.
A little boppity there and …”
“Don’t forget her feet!”
“Even I can’t do anything about her feet.”
“Anywho, let’s get to it!
This girl needs a switcheroo by sixth grade!”
(I feel tingles. Not down to my toes, but close.)
AND THEN
Whoa!
“Used as an adjective AND a noun!
With accessories!”
“Who knew she could be so la-di-da?”
“And chic! Definitely chic!”
“Very you-know-what.”
Two
Samuel Morse-ing
…— — — …
(Just in case my FG is more 19th century.)
How to describe the Lunchroom at
Harry S. Truman School …?
First, it is also the All-Purpose Room.
What that means is, when you’re there and
not
eating, it still smells like what you
were
eating. Or worse, it smells like what you were doing.
It’s the Gym too.
(I know. Who came up with that idea?)
Imagine how it smells in a place when you’re stuck smelling the memory of everything and everybody that’s ever been in that place.
It can all be
very
challenging nose- and stomach-wise.
Merriam-Webster
(pocket or regular edition) doesn’t have enough adjectives to describe the aromas. I’ve checked. Pictures would definitely not be allowed either.
Especially of Alex Shemtob.
WAIT.
(Too harsh.)
Alex is … okay. Sort of. Maybe.
I guess I do kind of like him. A little.
WAIT!
Backspace myself.
ONLY in the
M-W
dictionary definition.
(Not, you know, in the other way. Please, I’m still officially only ten.)
However … Alex
does
know his history. He knows
almost
—
Do you know how many girls want to be a princess? Or act like a princess? Or look like a princess? Or want to find out that they
are
— but never knew they
were
— a long-lost princess?
One word: Google.
It’s not just my little sister, Maddie, who is way pinked out at four and already wearing a tiara. I’ve found pictures of some pretty old people wearing those things on their heads.
I’m actually more of a green person, but I’m sure a fairy god mother can work with green. She can do chic in any color. More bippity and less boppity or … something like that.
Even with a good wand wave, I still might be a little tiara challenged. (
The hair situation.
)
Passing on those glass slippers too. I can’t really fit in those tiny thingies anyway. My toes? Those shoes? These Chuck Taylor feet?
It’s a long story about my big toe. Very ugly.
The toe and the story … maybe Chapter Ten. Remind me.
But, here’s the really important what’s what:
In the connect-the-dots world of frogs, princesses, and all kinds of fairies—
you can include dragons, ogres, and wizards if you want because they are very popular too … especially in movies
— a fairy godmother is only one dot away from
Cinderella
Dot Dot Dot, aha! who actually became a princess, which is very la-di-da, which means chic, which = cool.
The point beinG, as Mrs. Helferich likes to say when she talks about connecting dots, if it’s okay to want to be a princess (
and like I said, I’ve seen some scary pictures of old princesses
), then it has to be okay to believe in a fairy godmother.
Especially if you’re only almost eleven.
So…
I’M GoinG for it
(even if, technically, I am in double digits).
Presenting
“The Zoey Zone”
in
ZINE VISION
A Zoey
Zinevich In Your Dreams Production
Very 21st Century
Cue the Music!
(FYI — it’s usually a harp.)
Music gets louder
(adding a trumpet).
The light is BLINDING!
A teeny white light suddenly appears!
Right in Mrs. Helferich’s class.
(Excellent special effects, right?)
What does it all mean?
“HUH?”
(The boys are clueless.)
I am still an almost-eleven believer!
I know! It is of course an incredible …
Even The Bashleys have no idea what’s going on. “Huh???” x 2!
FAIRY GODMOTHER MORPH!
She sees me. “Uh-oh. You need some fairy dust and fast!”
Zooming in on sparkles.
“WAIT!”
(Close-up of Venus.)
(Told you.)
“Some bippity here.
A little boppity there and …”
“Don’t forget her feet!”
“Even I can’t do anything about her feet.”
“Anywho, let’s get to it!
This girl needs a switcheroo by sixth grade!”
(I feel tingles. Not down to my toes, but close.)
AND THEN
Whoa!
“Used as an adjective AND a noun!
With accessories!”
“Who knew she could be so la-di-da?”
“And chic! Definitely chic!”
“Very you-know-what.”
Two
Samuel Morse-ing
…— — — …
(Just in case my FG is more 19th century.)
How to describe the Lunchroom at
Harry S. Truman School …?
First, it is also the All-Purpose Room.
What that means is, when you’re there and
not
eating, it still smells like what you
were
eating. Or worse, it smells like what you were doing.
It’s the Gym too.
(I know. Who came up with that idea?)
Imagine how it smells in a place when you’re stuck smelling the memory of everything and everybody that’s ever been in that place.
It can all be
very
challenging nose- and stomach-wise.
Merriam-Webster
(pocket or regular edition) doesn’t have enough adjectives to describe the aromas. I’ve checked. Pictures would definitely not be allowed either.
Especially of Alex Shemtob.
WAIT.
(Too harsh.)
Alex is … okay. Sort of. Maybe.
I guess I do kind of like him. A little.
WAIT!
Backspace myself.
ONLY in the
M-W
dictionary definition.
(Not, you know, in the other way. Please, I’m still officially only ten.)
However … Alex
does
know his history. He knows
almost
—
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