The morning started out about as well as the week had been going for Flat Stanley and Nana, not well.
Flat Stanley and Nana went out together to collect the eggs from the chicken coop and give them food and water.
In Massachusetts, it’s been raining for days and the ground was very soft. The rains did a number on the mountains of dirt around the chicken coop. When Flat Stanley hit a mound of soft dirt, he felt his feet sinking and then felt his wet ankles.
I pulled Flat Stanley from the depths of the mud.
But while I was getting Flat Stanley out of the mud, I began to sink. My shoes were completely buried and it was rising up around my own ankles. When I tried to pull my foot out of the muddy gunk, the muddy gunk took my shoe! My muddy sock covered foot tried to find the opening of the shoe through the gunky mud.
Gross, but I finally found my shoe, and forced my muddy sock inside. I was struggling to pull my shoed foot out of the mud sucking muck!
Flat Stanley heard the big truck coming to the rescue! A CRANE! Flat Stanley began shouting, “Help, Nana needs help over here!”
The crane operator jumped down and helped Nana out of the mucky mud without the big machinery. Nana’s face turned a little red in embarrassment, and thanked the kind workerman.
After gathering the eggs, and providing the food and water to the chickens, (thankfully, I didn’t spill all of the water while sinking in the mud); I made my muddy way back to the house and removed my shoes outside.
I made my way upstairs to change…this was not a good start to my morning.
Flat Stanley was feeling much better! His lip is healing nicely after his fall yesterday, and he loves all the applesauce and ice cream treats that Papa sneaks to him, to help him feel better.
He ran back out, steering clear of the muddy hills; to see the workermen.
Today they were putting up the frames for the basement walls. The big strong workermen carried the big boards down into the muddy pit that will one day be Nana and Papa’s new house, and made frames for cement walls.
The crane helped to stand everything up straight. Flat Stanley ran to the big crane driver, thinking up a silly name on his way. “Hey, Trucker Travis, can I have a ride?”
“Trucker Travis” got a big smile on his face. Flat Stanley brings a smile to everyone’s face! He hefted Flat Stanley up into the cab and then backed the big crane up closer to the building worksite.
“BEEEP, BBBBEEEEEEEPP, BBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEP,” Flat Stanley chimed in with the sound of the truck backing up.
Flat Stanley was shaking as “Trucker Travis” jumped out of the super high cab of the truck. “Thank you, Thank you so so very much!” Flat Stanley said. He was having a MUCH better day now!
And then, yes then, things got even BETTER!
Foreman Frank came over, you remember Foreman Frank, the one with the strong toolbelt? Well he asked Flat Stanley if he wanted to climb up to the deck of the ACTUAL Crane with him!
“Me? Way up there?” Flat Stanley exclaimed with excitement laden with a bit of fear.
Would you go up there?
Excitement won out and Foreman Frank led him safely up Onto the BIG Crane platform!
He was up so high in the sky! Do you see the telephone wires behind him? Yeah, he was THAT high!
He looked down on Nana and Papa’s new house from way up high and shouted at the workermen below. “Hi Guys, Look at me! Hi Guys!!!”
“Groovy Greg” was working today and looked up at Flat Stanley waving back. With the sound of the big truck Flat Stanley couldn’t hear him shout, “You look cool up there dude!!”
It didn’t matter what was being said, Flat Stanley was grinning from ear to ear and it wasn’t hurting his lip at ALL!
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