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The Play Ground That Could Not Be Played On

Once apon a time on a nice summer afternoon in Prague, the children in a family of six pleaded to their parents to let them play on a lovely playground they saw as they were passing by. The eldest daughter was enjoying the playground peacefully with her younger sisters when all her glee was put to an end… dun dun DUN.

Here is how she sees all human beings who enter her realm

Here is how she sees all human beings who enter her realm

An ominous shadow fell over the playing children’s faces. Here was the conversation that followed,
Park Stasi: “You! Too Big! OFF!”
Eldest Daughter: “But….” *cut off by a death stare from the angry old lady.*A little frightened but burning with fire from within the eldest daughter walks to the bench where the eldest son and her father sits. “Jeez we got a park Stasi over there.”
Ahh what’s a Stasi you may ask. Well my fellow reader the traveling family most recently learned in Berlin what the Stasi were. The Stasi were an all controlling government in East Berlin when the wall was still up. In fact the eldest daughter had to write a paper on it for Dr. Nehcterg (her mother).

Here she is on the prowl for kids having fun on her play ground

Here she is on the prowl for kids having fun on her play ground

The mother was making her way over to her two remaining children who were able to play “freely”. The eldest son and daughter saw the park Stasi making her way over to the unsuspecting victims. They hopped up in a haste because they just had to hear what their mother had to say to this old angry elf.
“You are too big. Childs only!” ordered the Park Stasi. The enraged mother gets off the teeter totter and glares at the short stern woman.
“What? I can’t play with my own kids?”
“No you can! Like this,” the Park Stasi put her hand on the teeter totter and lightly touched it with her fingers, “See?!” She said. The mother does what the Park Stasi did and said,
” Have fun guys” the youngest daughters played along perfectly having magnificent frowns planted on their face as they stared at the Park Stasi glumly and then at the ground. The Park Stasi lifted her chin and humphed a little humph and sort of lurked to side of the play ground to stare at us with resentment. She soon saw a little boy who wasn’t playing on HER playground correctly and went off to yell at him.
“Can we play on it?” the two eldest children eagerly asked their parents.

You can call us the rebellious joneses

You can call us the rebellious joneses

“Haha go ahead, why not?” Both parents replied to their children. The children jumped up and ran to a big jungle gym looking structure climbing and hanging from the ropes feeling like the worlds most troublesome kids. All until the park Stasi briskly started to make her way back to the rebellious group of children the girls fled leaving the son to face her alone.
“TOO BIG! You must be 12 or younger!!!!” The Park Stasi yelled.
“Oh well that’s great!!” The son exclaimed with a false look of innocence on his face. “Me and my sister are 12!”
“Both?” She asks doubt washed over her face as she looked him up and down.

Here she is confronting David

Here she is confronting David

“Yeah twins!” The son smiled enthusiastically. She lifted her nose and turned on her heel leaving the family. The kids then of course did not find the playground nearly as much fun now that they were allowed to play on it, so they left the Park Stasi alone with her suspiciously empty park. The Jones children were sad that they couldn’t play on the play ground freely that day. But little did they know that on the next leg of their journey they were about to enter Austria the mother of awesome playgrounds, where their adventure will continue…

THE END

Acknowledgements: I would like to thank my mother and father Gretchen and Jon jones for such amazing support and the reason I’m living the adventure I am today. I would also like to thank Dr.Nehcterg and Professor Jones my teachers on this trip for teaching me many of the skills I have today. And last but not least my slightly annoying but very love able siblings for always being there for me through writing this story.

About the Author: Molly Jones was born in Seattle Washington and grew up with her mother father and three siblings in her home town of Magnolia. She is twelve years old. She is currently living out of a back pack she calls The Turtle and is traveling the world with her family. She is writing about all her adventures she is having and is publishing through a travel blog her uncle set up for the family. Molly Jones was a whiz kid grad. She moved onto Coe elementary but dropped out after her third year and joined Catharine Blaine, where she just dropped out also after her third year but is planning on returning in the fall of 2014. She is a two time New berry award winning author.

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  1. GMolly

    Molly- I loved this story! You are a great writer. Before I finished the entire piece, I was thinking I might have to rush over there and set things right! GM

  2. Ashton

    Hey Molly,
    Nice writing! Great captions on your pictures. i hope you are having fun and I hope you are doing well and are having a good time!!!!!! Ashton

  3. Maggie

    Molly I loved your post.im really surprised you only had 2 coments.i how it was like a fairy tale.sorry you dident get to play!
    Moo!!!

  4. Camille

    I am ROFL. I especially love the “about the author” section of this entry :)

  5. Sidney Blank

    Hi, Molly. I loved your post…very clever. I’ve even heard adults in the hood talking about how much they enjoyed reading about your funny experience on the playground. Keep them coming. It helps when we’re missing you. Love, Sid

  6. Katy Graham

    This is awesome!

    Also there is no such thing as being too old to play on a playground

  7. kendall

    molly I miss u too much!!!! I love ur writing and miss u like cra-cra! love u!!!!!!!! love kendall

  8. Luna

    I miss you like crazy!!!! I have read all of your blogs every word you are an amazing write!! text me some time and we will find a time to skype.
    I love you and miss you so much
    get in contact
    Hurry back so I can give you longest and tightest hug you have ever received
    You are my best friend in the world (haha see what I did there)
    Xoxo
    Your best friend ever in the entire world and I mean ENTIRE WOLRD

    Luna Celeste Chia-Mei Chunn Piper

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