Flat Stanley could hear the workermen outside, and when he peeked out the window, he saw a few guys lifting heavy boards out of the truck and forming the foundation of Nana and Papa’s new home.
The foreman saw Flat Stanley running towards him. He was a bit short on his crew today, so the foreman just came out and asked him, “Flat Stanley, you look like an able young man, would you like to join our crew for the day?”
Flat Stanley’s chest puffed up a bit (as much as it could being flat and all), but he stood up straight and tall and said, “Yes, Sir!”
Foreman Frank asked Flat Stanley to work with his own son, to help him move the boards and get them in the big ditch.
He struggled a bit, but he really worked hard with his crewmates. They placed the boards in framed squares, where the concrete would be poured.
After the boards were layed out in the exact measurements and formation of the future house, it was time for concrete!
“Ohhh boy oh boy!!” Flat Stanley said, as he was asked to help the driver get the truck placed just right so that the concrete would come out of the mighty rolling machine and set to pour into the little frames. Then he got to FLIP the lever and ggggguuuussssshhhhhh, out came the heavy concrete pouring down the ramp.
Flat Stanley had an idea about the ramp! It looked like a fun ramp, like a slide! You know he wanted to, you know he had to; you know he did.
He came down the ramp singing.. “ohhh oohhhh the landslide brought him down…down…”
The concrete crew actually enjoyed Flat Stanley’s silliness and helped him up. Then they put a trowel in his hand. That’s the thing they use to smooth out the concrete.
The concrete was then leveled out nice and flat with perfect grooves down the middle.
This is when Flat Stanley got another crazy idea! He could see the concrete begin to harden, and decided his foot prints would make really pretty tracks in the not yet hard stone. Then they’d be there forever once they harden!
He begged and he begged Greg. He was one of the workermen who seemed really nice. “Please, Greg, pleeeeease will you help me leave my footprints in the concrete.” Greg was feeling kind of groovy and actually let Flat Stanley leave his footprints permanently in the foundation of Nana and Papa’s new home!
“Woooo hooooo,” Flat Stanley shouted, “thank you ‘groovy’ Greg!”
After a long days work, Nana came out with her shout, “oohh it’s time for DIIINNNNNNNAAAAHHHHH”
The foreman thanked Flat Stanley for a hard days work. He told him that a check would be arriving and that if he ever needed a job, that his future was as secure as his toolbelt!
Flat Stanley was beaming! Even after a hard days work that left him exhausted, he was smiling. I hope you’re smiling too. Oh, there goes Nana again, “OOohhh it’s time for DIIIIIINNNNNnAAAAHHhhhh…” and into the house he ran.
I hope Flat Stanley and the concrete crew brought a smile to your face, as they did mine today. This one was a lot of fun to put together, the concrete crew was a lot of fun and they LOVED Flat Stanley! If you subscribe, Nana will send you an email every time a new Flat Stanley Adventure is posted. I know you can use a daily smile, everyone can these days.