Martha The Ant

myself: how's about that story now?? :-D
erica: :-) Okay. Well. I'm going to tell you a story about an ant. :)
myself: what's the ant’s name!
erica: Ummm... Martha!
myself: Martha the ant.
erica: Yes.
myself: okay. gotcha
erica: Okay.
myself: I’ll be silent now
erica: Lol. So Martha is 6 years old. And she wants to learn how to skate. But... She didn't have any skates. :(
myself: mhmm *gasp*
erica: I know!! So yeah. Everyday, on her way home school she would a sporting goods store. And in the window there were these awesome skates on display... And they were her favorite color... Orange!!!!!! :-D
myself: oh boy :-p
erica: Lol
myself: [you still leave random words out, it's soo cute]
erica: Oops "on her home *from* school." Lol
myself: [still]
erica: "She would *pass* a sporting goods store" Lol :-D All better now??
myself: somewhat... lol, continue!
erica: Darn... Anywho! Passing by the store everyday made her want to skate even more. But the only way she could learn was if she had those skates. She had to have them!
myself: omfggg I want them too!
erica: Everyone else had boring black or white skates. But NO ONE had orange skates. So she imagined how great it would to have them. She knew she'd be the envy of the whole kindergarten.
erica: Be***** Grrrr >=[ I'm ruining my story!!! >:o
myself: shhh I didn't even notice it.
erica: Okay. *woosaaah* I'm better.
myself: yaaay
erica: She said to her mom "mommy, I want skates." But all her mom said was "you don't need any skates sweetie. You have a bike already." So now Martha is thinking *what kind of stupid idiot are you woman?! A bike is nothing like skates!* But since she's only 6 she can't say that to her mom. :-X
myself: lol... this Martha reminds me of a certain person I know.
erica: Lol. So she said to her mom "I know I have a bike. But I REALLY want to skate. It would be so super awesome if I had some skates!" But she said "no I'm sorry. No skates. Besides skating is dangerous."
myself: so, she would need 3 pairs seeing that she's an ant and whatnot
erica: no... 2 pairs. These ants walk upright.
myself: oohh she walks upright! yeaah... fresh
erica: So they only walk on 4 legs. :-) Yaaay. I love that you're smart.
myself: *smiles*
erica: Lol. So her mom told her she couldn't have skates because they're dangerous. But Martha couldn't figure out how her mother could think that skate are more dangerous than a bike.
myself: yeahhh bikes are serious!
erica: Right!
myself: I’m with her...
erica: So she just figured her mom was clearly off her rockers with that idea. :-) the next day on her way home from school, she begged her mother to just take her into the store and let her try on the skates
myself: mhmm... trying on the skates...
erica: after about ten minutes of begging and pleading...her mom finally took her into the store. when Martha slipped her feet into those skates she felt on top of the world. she tried to skate around the store a little to get the feel. but since she didn’t know how every time she took a step she would fall. so every time she fell and her mother saw the more her mother refused to buy the skates
myself: she's still skating in the store?
erica: no *time change*
myself: so her mom got her the skates?
erica: later that day when they had gotten home Martha attempted to ask her mother again if she would at least consider buying her the skates but still her mother said no
myself: oohh that answers me
erica: lol but still every time she asked her mother said "but u have a bike already Martha. I’m not buying u skates."
myself: hmm she should throw out the bike
erica: Martha was quite irritated by this... so she came up with a plan...
myself: *nods*
erica: she decided she would hustle... lol. her bike for some skates lol
myself: yeaaahh fresh *nods more*
erica: so when she went to school the next day she asked everyone who had skates if they would like to trade their skates for a bike.
myself: blaah noo. she needs the orange ones! sell the bike to a Japanese man!
erica: Japanese man? lol her teacher is a Japanese man... lol (I just decided that)
myself: I kneww it!
erica: well a Japanese ant* so yeah... she had no luck with the other ants in school. no one wanted to trade with her. so she tried the next plan. ask daddy.
erica: (are u sleeping?)
myself: (noo)
erica: (okay)
myself: daddy ant?
erica: yes. so she called her daddy. and cried and cried and cried.
myself: her daddy’s name is papi right?
erica: yes she a Hispanic ant.
myself: she a. lmaao.
erica: she's******* grrrrrr
myself: ... :-x continue the story my dear
erica: umm yes... *continuing* she explained to him how badly she wanted to have some skates cuz she really wanted to learn. and she also told him how her mother was being a big meanie and telling her that she didn’t need skates cuz she had a bike. so, like most daddies’ do, he gave in to his baby ant.
myself: papi comes through!!
erica: he promised her that by that weekend (the day is Thursday) he would get her skates. u can imagine just how excited she was. she definitely could not wait for the weekend to come. on Saturday morning she woke up extra early.
myself: lol for Saturday school?
erica: she’s 6. lol no! silly
myself: haaha.
erica: she was soooooooooo anxious for her daddy to get to her house.
myself: I loove this story oh my eff gee
erica: really? I’m glad u like it.
myself: yesssssss continue ! aah
erica: yes... so, she sat by the window just waiting to see her dad. when she finally saw him her face lit up with joy when she noticed a box that he was holding under his left arm.
myself: tampons!!!!!!!
erica: she’s freaking 6!! gosh no!
myself: that's like 34 in human years
erica: when he entered the house she quickly [and without hesitation] she pounced into his arms continuously thanked him. he handed her the box which was wrapped in the prettiest orange paper and a yellow bow.
myself: of tampons!!!!!!!!
erica: no! no tampons
myself: definitely tampons. sheesh okay miss chimpy, just bite my head off next time!
erica: she tore off the paper with much excitement. she flung off the lid.... and began to cry... these were definitely not tears of joy.
myself: *whispers* tampons!
erica: nope worse... plain... black... skates.. (-_-)
myself: oh my gosh.
erica: I know...
myself: she hates her life!!
erica: her father couldn’t understand why she was so displeased with her skates. screamed and shouted "I don’t want THESE skates!!"
myself: she's mean though, she never told him orange skates.. poor papi slash Martha
erica: [0_o] --> her daddy was confused but still he tried his best to console her. and when she finally told him which skates she wanted they rushed to the store to exchange. =] so she finally got her skates. so her dad said "let’s go to the park, okay?" and Martha replied "okay... I think I’ll ride my bike" :-D

****THE END****

- omgggggggggggggggg I loooooove it.