A Home School Assignment

The sky has opened up and it is raining Jelly. What does the world look like and what do you do with all the Jelly?

MY STORY

“Kkpaaattttts!!!!!” I spat the mix of toothpaste, dribble and left over breakfast into the bathroom sink. It was Monday morning and I was supposed to deliver a box to Mums friend Renee Shells.

I put on my shoes, took the box and headed out to do the delivery.

My friend Jacob was playing with his new submarine in his pool when I walked by. When he heard what I was doing he decided to join me, to my delight. We headed down the path together. Jacob had brought his new submarine with him because he wanted to try it out in Renee’s pond when we got there.

“You think it might rain t’day?” asked Jacob looking up to the clouded sky.

“Hmmm, maybe.” I answered also looking up to the sky. We crossed a road and continued our walk, talking about Jacobs new Submarine. When suddenly, a small yellow blob plopped out of the sky. It landed on the sidewalk in front of us, making us stop to identify the object. We looked at the blob, then at each other, then at the sky. There were no birds anywhere.

Curious.

Nnnnniiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Bluuuurchff! Nnjnnniiiirrrrr! Bloffffgh!

Two more blobs fell from a small hole in the clouds. We looked at the unidentified object trying to identify it.

“Jelly?” Jacob asked puzzled. It did look like jelly. And sure enough it was. I looked up to the sky, only to have another jelly land directly on my face. “I sure hope that it is jelly,” I murmured as I wiped it from my face. “And not from a bird!” a bit slid into my mouth as I did this. I found out that it was indeed jelly. Phew!

Suddenly there were noises everywhere like bombing shells as they fell from air plains in the movies. Jelly fell everywhere. This is so uncanny! I thought. Jacob was thinking the very same thing.

“We’re under attack!” I screeched. We ran down the street. But before we could get half way down the street we were knee deep in Jelly of all colours. Red, yellow, green, blue, pink, purple, orange!

“Up to higher ground!” yelled Jacob over the noises of KKKK-SPLATing of jelly, and the NIIIIIRRRRRRRing of falling jell-shells and the PPPHHHHFFFIIIIRRRPPing of our feet as we slipped on the jelly and the KK-BUUMPing of us as we fell. We ran up the closest hill we saw.

Playground hill.

It had the best playground on the top. It was hard to climb up for all the jelly that was on the ground.

 When we finally reached the top, we were surrounded by jelly and it was rising fast. “We need a way out!!!” Jacob shouted. I thought for a minute. “Or a way over!” Jacob gave me a ‘Who-cares-how-you-say-it?’ sort of look. I ran to the swings and sat on one. I motioned for Jacob to do the same. I placed Mums box on my lap and started pumping my legs to swing the swing higher and higher. Jacob copied me, even though he had no idea what I was doing. (Some boys have very slow imaginations!) When we where so high I thought we might start wrapping the ropes around the swing frame I let Jacob in on my way-over plan. “When I give the signal, we let go and fly over the jelly!” It was a start. I gave the signal and we soared over the jelly, over the hills, town, homes, hotels, churches, people, dogs and parks. But then we started to go down…

KKKKKKSSLPPAAAASHGH!!! We fell into the jelly. I sank down, down, down. I thought I’d never go back up again. I didn’t know what to do! I mean, I’ve never had lesions on how to swim in jelly, oh, and did I mention that the jelly is nearly as deep as the Ord River?!?! The jelly was thick and heavy, almost pushing me down. I felt a hand grab the back of my shirt and pull me up. Aaahhh! Air! I could breath now! Phew! Close! I coughed and spluttered out jelly, shaking jelly out from my hair. “Thanks!” I spluttered to Jacob. He and I were tredding jelly. Sounds weird huh?

Wait, the box! Mums box! Where was it?! I looked and looked but it wasn’t floating around. Jacob was pulling me towards the shore (or so to speak). When we could stand on land I asked if Jacob could see the box any where. He couldn’t, but he had an idea on how to find it (at least he has some imagination!). He pulled out the submarine he was caring and turned it on.

After ten minutes of searching, we found it and brought it to shore. Huddling under and umbrella we had found we headed off to Renée’s house, thank goodness she lives on high ground! Most of the jelly had rolled into the valley we were treading before; actually, it was more like a small ocean! We skipped jelly-puddles as we walked up to Renée’s house.

Ding-Dong!! We rang the doorbell.

Footsteps, the door opens.

“Why hello Nomi, Jacob!” She gave the umbrella a curious look. “Why the umbrella?” She looked behind us to see if there was any rain puddles. “Has it been raining or something?” As I gave Renee the package Jacob looked behind him too. He turned back around and whispered in my ear, “Where’s the jelly gone?” I whizzed around and saw that Jacob was right! There was no jelly! Not even the Ord Jelly River! Renée gave us another look. She ushered us inside. “Have some lemonade kids! I appreciate you coming! It’s been a bit too quiet today.” We folded the umbrella and sat down at her dinning room table, giving each other puzzled glances. Renée came into the room carrying two glasses of lemonade. “Here’s your lemonade! Did you have any trouble getting here?” Jacob winked at me, “Renée you have no idea!”

 I returned his wink and chuckled. Nope! She has no idea at all!!

Back home Renée called me on the phone. “Hi Nomi! Just rang to tell your Mum thanks for the box of sewing supplies! But what was the box of jelly in there for? Oh, and also tell her that I need some more material with floral print Ok? Okay, that’s all, Bye-bye!”

I put down the phone. More material? I thought. That’s fine, as long as we drive there next time!

The End!

   ….CodeRed Jack….