The Progressive Story part 1

As I shared previously, the boys and I are writing a story–progressively. Because we are having so much fun, I want to share this story with you as an encouragement for you to do the same with your kids. I’m not going to attribute each sentence like I did in the last post as that would make it too hard to read and less enjoyable. So here’s the order: Mom, 8 year old, and 11 year old. Each doing a sentence in turn. Enjoy.

It was a dark and stormy night. The sidewalks were wet. An old woman was riding her horse through Boston. Rain dripped from the brim of her hat soaking the package in her lap. The package whimpered.

She rode up to the haunted house on Back Street. Hitching the tired steed to the porch rail, she limped up the steps. Blood seeped from her cloth-wound foot. Reaching for the door, she fell against it.

“Mary, you  made it,” a slight young woman met her with towels, and relieved her of the bundle in her arms. As she unwrapped the bundle a tiny purr escaped. Dropping the wrappings revealed a baby clutching a kitten.

“Oh what have we here, Johnny? Wherever did you find this wee kit?” she asked, releasing the kitten from the child’s grasp.

Well, that’s it so far. I’m not sure where this story will take us. But we are enjoying the progression. I’m sure a lot of you are wrapping up your “school” for the year; but we will continue as long as the boys have interest. So, stay tuned for the rest of the story.




Comments are closed.