Bert Yurt

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Children Stories  |  House: Booksie Classic

Bert burrows deep in the earth

Bert Yurt

Bert Yurt dug dirt. One night when he was four, he dug up his mother’s flower garden with a teaspoon. As the sun rose, his mother cried, “Oh Bert, what will I do with you?”

Bert looked up with his eyes bright, “Get me a bigger garden.”

When Bert was six his family moved into a small little house in the suburbs. One morning as the sun came over the horizon, Bert went into the backyard and dug a hole straight down. He dug down through breakfast, and lunch, and into the late afternoon. At sunset, his dad hollered down to him, “Come up, Bert.” But Bert was so deep down that he couldn’t climb out. So, Dad lowered a rope and pulled him back up. “What will I do with you?” he shouted. 

And Bert thought long and hard on this. That night while his family slept, he tiptoed into the kitchen and gathered all of the soup spoons. He tiptoed silently into the moonlight, lowered himself on the rope and dug a tunnel straight under the house. At dawn, his parents called frantically down to him, but by then, Bert was already digging upward toward the road. By midday, he’d dug a tunnel up to the mailbox. The mailman handed down the mail to him and Bert crawled back under the house and hauled himself out on the rope.

His parents clasped their faces in wonder, but by the next year, they bought him a farm. By this time Bert was heavy into tablespoons. One day he dug up a great wide field of potatoes. His parents stood in the setting sun and cried, “Oh, Bert, what’s bigger than a field of potatoes?”

How Bert’s eyes shone. They reflected into that setting sun. “A mountain!” he cried.

And as luck would have it, across from the field there was a mountain. A great huge mountain of green earth and rocks and trees and before his folks knew what had happened, Bert tunneled straight through the mountain and came out on the other side. “What have you done, Bert?” they hollered.

But then the railroad people came to see them. “If you widen your tunnel,” they said, “we could slide our train through.”

So, Bert went straight to work with knives and forks and great huge ladle spoons and soon the tunnel was wide enough so that the train sped through with whistles blowing. And just as the sun set, Bert stood proudly in his dug-up farm and waved to all the passengers in the windows. Mom and Dad stood proudly beside their little son and waved with him, but they waved in silence. They were afraid to ask Bert what might be as bigger than a mountain.


Submitted: May 24, 2020

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D Mays

Love this little story. Your writing is imaginative and fun to read. A sure hit with kids and adults too. Thanks for this story. I feel better now. This has made my day.

Mon, June 1st, 2020 8:56am

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Thank you so much. It was fun to write and put on Booksie.

Mon, June 1st, 2020 4:31am

D Mays

This has to be one of the best short stories I have ever read. Every one will like this one. Thanks for writing. Dan

Sat, October 3rd, 2020 7:48am

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