This is loosely based on something I used to do during recess in grade one. Only we used sand. *cough*
Emily pulled another loose piece of concrete from the wall that kept silly gradeschoolers from falling off the stairs. Small grubby hands placed it on top of the dilliapidated cardboard box found by the trashcans behind the cafeteria.
Julia came running towards her, short legs kicking up sand behind her. In her equally grubby hands, she held a sticky plastic pencil case filled with fat, washable Crayola markers. On the brown box, she wrote:
TImE mAshEEn
Emily grunted, looking at the spelling errors. At age six, she was at a grade eleven reading level and an aspiring author. "You spelled it wrong," she sighed, twirling a blond-brown strand of hair around a stubby finger.
"Oh well, just get inside it!" Julia pouted, looking around for any reccess aids to get them in trouble.
The coast was clear. The two girls crawled underneath the box, giggling with excitement. They pretended to press buttons, and made beeping noises. Then, after they were sure they landed in the future, they crawled out of the box.
The recess bell rang.
"Oh my gosh!" Emily giggled gleefully. "We are in the future! I bet it wasn't even close to the end of reccess when we got in!"
"You're right!" Julia exclaimed. The two girls bounced up and down excitedly until a reccess aid told them to go inside.
"Let's play puppy tomorrow, ok?" Julia said as they walked in the crowd of little kids.
"Kay," Emily said, still in a good mood. Wouldn't you be happy if you had made a huge scientific discovery in the first grade?

