the unwanted sister
Sammy was a content young six-year-old. He lived with his mommy and daddy in suburbia and had hardly a care in the world.
One day, though, mommy went to Sammy to have a "little chat" with him.
"Sammy," she said, "how would you like to have a baby sister?"
"I don't want one," said Sammy stubbornly.
Sammy's mommy was taken aback. This was not at all the reaction she had been expecting. "But you could play with her and teach her things and-"
"I could sell her," Sammy interrupted.
Mommy looked stricken. "No, bad Sammy. We don't say that. And you're getting a sister no matter what, so you'd better get used to it," she added. The she smiled sweetly. "Love you, darling."
Some nine months later, Mommy brought home a baby girl.
"Mommy!" wailed Sammy. "I said I didn't want a baby sister!" He scowled down at her. "And she looks like a raisin."
"Sammy!" his mommy scolded. "That's not a nice thing to say. I'm sure you'll grow to love your sister. All the little boys in your storybooks do."
Sammy was, to say the least, very put-out. One day, he snatched his sister from her crib and carried her out to the front yard. Next to her her drove a 'Sistr 4 sal' sign into the ground. Within minutes a shiny red car drove up and a short and rather dumpy lady got out.
"Excuse me," she said to Sammy, "is that baby really for sale?"
"Yep," replied Sammy.
"Ok, how much?" the lady asked.
Sammy thought for a moment of the price for a pack of Pokemon cards.
"Seventy-five cents," was his answer. The delighted lady paid Sammy and took off with his baby sister.
Later that night at the dinner table, Sammy's mommy stated, "The baby has been awfully quiet this afternoon."
"Yep," was Sammy's reply.
And they all continued eating.
Even later that night Sammy's mommy found the 'Sistr 4 sal' sign in the yard.
"Sammy?" she called. "Did you sell your sister?"
"Yep," answered Sammy.
"Oh," said his mommy.
The End
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Created 8/7/03
Updated 8/8/03
© 2003 Kristin Lindgren