Here Comes Summer

“Summer is coming,” sang Midge as she danced around on the porch. “Old man winter is going away and summer is coming.”

“What are you doing Midge?” asked Booker-T as he walked up to the porch.

“I'm dancing and singing,” sang Midge.

“Why are you singing and dancing?” sang Booker-T. “Stop that, you got me doing it now. Why are you singing and dancing?”

“Because winter is going and summer is coming,” said Midge. “No more cold weather and no more snow.”

“I thought you like the snow,” said Booker-T.

The Funny Ballgame

The three walked to the school trying to decide what they wanted to do today.

“What are those kids doing?” asked Booker-T.

“I don't know,” said Jake. “Looks like they don't want to play with the ball and they keep hitting it all the time away from them.”

“Why don't they just go sit down,” said Midge. “It's a big ball. It must be hard to catch.”

“They could play with a smaller ball, suggested Booker-T.

“Here comes Gabby,” said Midge. “Maybe he knows what they are doing.”

“Hey there Gabby,” greeted Jake. “What are you doing?”

“Just out for some flying exercises and to see what is happening around town” said Gabby. “What are you three doing?”

Midge And The Kite

Midge, Jake and Booker-T walked along the sidewalk on their way to the park.

“Hey look guys,” said Booker-T. “The kids are flying kites.”

“They are pretty,” smiled Midge. “I want to fly one.”

“How can you fly a kite?” asked Jake. “For one thing, you don't have a kite.”

“I could get one,” said Midge.

“Where?” asked Booker-T.

“I don't know yet,” said Midge. “Maybe one of the kids will lay one down and forget it or maybe they will lose one.”

“You are just hoping they do,” said Booker-T.

“Maybe I am,” said Midge. “I can hope.”

“Look Midge,” shouted Booker-T. “That kite got away from that boy over there and is flying away.”

“Come on lets run after it,” said Midge.