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This started as just part of a short story that I wrote. I have a whole envelope of topic ideas for this young princess who likes to play around at her grandmother's house. Hope you enjoy, and there might be more to come.


Submitted:Mar 29, 2011    Reads: 179    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


"Granny!" the young princess bounded into the room just after the small herd of dogs.

"Yes my dear," Her Majesty greeted her only granddaughter with just as much energy.

"Granny! My dear Granny! I wish to be home schooled!"

"Why do you wish to be home schooled my dear?" Nimble fingers continued to sew a mockingbird into the overly white cloth.

"Because Granny," the young girl hopped up next to her, "because I want to be home with father."

"My dear, you haven't even begun school yet. How should you know if you will miss your father or not?"

"Who should keep him comp'ny when he gets lonesome?"

"I suppose you my deary little angel, are right. But what shall happen if your father gets lonely when you are in class?"

"Well father shall then come to class. He may learn with me!"

"I have never heard such a young girl speak with such a flow of eloquence-"

"Granny, what's eloqueen?"

"Eloquence, my dear girl, the meaning is an aptness for a language. That is you."

"Eloquence?"

"Yes."

"Grandfather!" The little blue eyes lit up with more excitement that Christmas Day.

"Yes love?"

"I learned a new word just now!"

"A new word? What word would that be?"

The young princess hopped down from the settee and placed her arms folded behind her back just like her grandfather.

"El-oh-quence," she looked at her grandmother for reassurance in her pronunciation. Her Majesty nodded.

"And what," her grandfather straightened up, reaching almost to the ceiling, "does eloquence mean?"

The young girl tried to become as tall as her grandfather. She stood on the very tip of her toes and told her grandfather with an extremely positive attitude the meaning of the word eloquence.

"This is very good my sweet angel. Now onto more important issues," he took a seat next to his wife, with his arm wrapped snuggly around her. "What shall we have for dessert tonight?"

Her Majesty stopped sewing the leg of her mockingbird. The young princess' face squished up in deep thought.

"Double chocolate chip ice cream!"

"That sounds delightful!"





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