Hello, friends! Today I want to introduce you to my book titled
Sleep Travelers Book 1 The story of Ning, Dog, and Boss
This book will be featured at the LA Times Book Festival on the campus of UCLA. On April 22-23. I plan to read one chapter daily of this book and when finished, a chapter a day of the sequel called Sleep Travelers Book 2, The Amusement Park.
A child’s imagination is a wonderful thing and must be encouraged. They vividly imagine being the Captain of their Pirate ship, the hero of their adventure, handsome, beautiful, brilliant, and strong. They conquer the world and do anything and everything. The lucky ones keep that childhood wonder! It is so sad many adults lose it on the long bumpy road to adulthood. This is the story of a young girl named Dawnie, who will never lose that childhood wonder.
Okay, onward and upward!
Chapter 7 Harold the Hippo
They all appeared beside the Hippo pool and stood there looking at the smooth water. “Where are they? All I can see is water.” Squeaked Ella.
A huge head with big bulging eyes and tiny ears popped out of the water, and an angry voice said, “Who’s disturbing my morning nap?”
“Morning nap? Don’t you know it is night?” A snarky Boss retorted.
“A lot, you know. When I am in my pool world, it is whatever time I want it to be. Right now, I want it to be nap time, now go away and quit pestering me.” He shouted.
Boss said quietly under his breath, or so he thought, “I’ve got a good mind to land on his head and pluck out his eyes.”
“I heard that! Hippos have perfect hearing, and we also have quick, powerful jaws.” Turning his head in Boss’s direction, continued, “Although you wouldn’t even be a mouthful,” looking at Ella, “By the way, why do you have a little girl, a cat, and a parrot on your back?”
Dog spoke up before Boss decided to tangle with the Hippo and said, “Look, guys, this is supposed to be a fun trip, and we ALL need to be mindful that our little Dawnie is present.”
Upon seeing the look on her face, Boss said, “Sorry, Mr. Hippo,” and the Hippo said, “I’m Sorry too, it was hot today, and people were bugging me, trying to get me to stay on the surface. And when I did, they threw stuff at me until finally; I just went under until they got bored waiting for me to surface. I apologize for my rudeness, Miss Dawnie.
Dawnie looked at him with her big brown/green eyes, her long light brown hair framing her cute round face, her smile lighting up the area. “Mister Hippo, I would like you to meet my friends, Blackie, Tigger, Ella, Ning, Dog, and Boss. We all have a name; I think you need a name, too. What would you like to be called?”
Mr. Hippo nodded and said, “I am pleased to meet all of you, too,” thinking a few minutes, he said, “I think I would like to be called Harold. The only thing I ask, don’t start singing that song about wanting a Hippopotamus for Christmas. Once someone starts singing it, it gets stuck in my head, and I hear it over and over forever. It drives me mad. Lately, that is the first thing visitors do when they see me, and the only thing I can do is stay underwater until they are gone.
Dog spoke up and said, “Harold, we promise we won’t sing to you. Would you like to go with us to visit the other animals in the Zoo?”
“Could I?” You are the only animals that I have ever seen. I spend most of my time in the water. I am very agile in water; on land, not so much.”
Dog said, “I know where I would like to go next.
Everybody close your eyes and think about visiting the Aquarium.”
“Uh, what’s an Aquarium?” Asked Harold.
“It will be a surprise to you; just come along with us.”
“Okay, let’s get this show on the road.” He said.
Brenda Colbath, here; thanks for listening when we read the next chapter.
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