The Moving Day Surprise

It was a crisp autumn afternoon and the leaves were all nicely put into a pile blowing away one by one from the wind. Suddenly the little children burst into the pile making leaves fly side to side, up and down, and in every direction. As the children return to there feet they begin to reset the pile trying not to miss one leaf on the ground. As they jump then rebuild then jump and rebuild again the little boy and his younger sister lay in the sun. All of a sudden they hear a light whistle. This of course means the mother of Christopher and Amelia (or Mia) is telling them to return home for a supper. As the kids scurry back into the cool home where they have lived for five years, or since Christopher was born they begin to smell turkey and mashed potatoes with gravy. This meal was a delight but this also meant mother had something to say (most of the time its not very good news).

The children where finally inside sat in their chairs and were almost ready to fill there plates when all of a sudden their mother bursts into tears. Christopher and Mia ask her “what’s wrong” but she cant speak her throat is full of sorrow.  As their mother regains her strength She slowly says “ We…Are…Moving”, and that was it. There were not follow-up questions, there was not screaming or crying from the two children. That was it! The children moved back slowly as if to say, “This is all a dream”. But sadly this was not.

The next morning they children had almost forgotten about the so-called dream that they both thought they had encountered.  As they move down stairs to the smell of pancakes and syrup they run around the corner to see boxes all filled and all towered up right in the middle of the dinning room. Mia and Christopher look straight at each other in astonishment. They yell for their mother to quickly see a man all dressed up in a uniform carrying two large boxes labeled “kids toys”. Mia and Christopher looked at the man’s suite as he set the boxes down very gently. His name was Adam. He seamed like a very nice gentleman.  As mom walked out to the boxed up dinning room she was wearing an apron that said “ Momma Mary” (as Mary was her name). The kids look in astonishment at her, then back to the boxes, then back to their mother. Mia and Christopher looked at each other again and then realized that this was not a dream, they really were MOVING!!!!

There mother yet again told them that they were indeed moving but it would be in the same school and they would not have to move away from there friends. Mia and Christopher let out a sigh of relief, but this did not make the anger go away. Mia and Christopher wanted to know where they were going. As Mary/mother told them where they were going they slowly started to smile. As Mary kept talking they children’s smile got bigger and bigger until you could see every tooth of Mia and Christopher’s. Adam was stilled piling box after box until they were all their every single clothing piece and kitchen pot and pan was either in a box or in the extra tub in the living room.  Adam then realized why the children where smiling (unless he took a wild guess). Adam thought that Mia and Christopher where happy because, number one- still going to the same school. Number two- still having the same friends, and number three- they would be moving right next to there best friends house on the outskirts of town.

This best friends name was Ashley. Ashley was the same age as Christopher and one year older than Mia. Ashley was a very nice girl she was fun and had great ideas for when you get bored. As Christopher and Mia help pack the rest of their clothes, Adam and Mary help put the boxes in the moving van. Two hours later everything was picked up put away and in that moving van. Mia and Christopher were sad that they had to move but once they started to move into the other house, everything was fun and never boring. Today Mia and Christopher and Mary are still in that house and they love it more than ever. So never underestimate the future cause you never know you might actually like it.

The End