Thursday, March 27, 2014
The Grapejuice Story
I don't care if grapejuice is not one word. In fact, this should be Grapejuice. Every time I try to tell this story, I choke laughing. I am smiling now thinking about it again. It literally does not matter how many times I tell this story, I break down, sobbing laughter. You should hear what happens when my sister and I try to tell it together...
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Love it! Even I was laughing! I love your details of being a kid, they just brought me back to my own childhood. I think the title "Grapejuice" is perfect. It has its own meaning, and is more enticing then Grape Juice. I liked that you used sticky notes to help you organize thoughts. You had a lot of voice in your story which is perfect for this kind of story. It brought in your humor, and really brought your story to life.
ReplyDeleteThose stories that keep you laughing as an adult are always the best. I think you did a really great job of painting a vivid picture. I can imagine to little girls giggling away as dad ponders the purple stain. I was thinking that your ending was really good at, We didn't even get in trouble. I am not sure you need the rest.
ReplyDeleteI got a good chuckle out of reading your story! How long did it take before you both admitted the purple goo was grape juice? I thought it was funny that you actually still remember a few of the jokes your sister told. It would be neat to include the joke that made her spray the grape juice out the window to add another layer to the story.
ReplyDeleteWhat a memory that you will have to tell your kids and grand-kids. Sounds like you had a great childhood. The story had a good start maybe add a few more adjectives to describe the car in the sentence. I enjoyed reading your story. Hopefully this will be one of your final writing project.
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