Bare Feet by Matt Zurbo   Look at me, I’ve got bare feet! It’s kinda sweet to have bare feet. Look at me! I’ve got bare feet and a silly top! Lets rock and roll and never stop! I’m a cheeky monkey with a silly top! Look at me! I’ve got a sticky face! Wow, … Continue reading Day 168: Bare Feet

Run, Laura Jade!byMatt Zurbo Everybody laughedat poor little Laura Jade,a social mess,dysfunctional at best,could not rest,sloppily dressed,but no-one checked her grades. (Little girl, Laura, with one shoulder strap off, shoes not yet on, homework in hand, toast and orange juice in the other.) A big assignment due,the teacher barked like thunder:"Get it done!In three nights, RUN!Do … Continue reading Day 167: Run, Laura Jade!

The Unrushed Castle by Matt Zurbo   Imagine life is a race. (Two kids running.) Just look at a busy street. (Peek hour) Or any school yard. (Jumble of kids in playground, wrestling, playing soccer, running with water balloons, pretty set sneering plain girl, etc...) It certainly seemed that way to Ruby. (Lone girl, walking. … Continue reading Day 166: The Unrushed Castle

Cheeky Monkey. by Matt Zurbo   Freddy was a cheeky monkey. (Freddy, cheeky grin, farting. In background, best friend, monkey, Louie, holding his nose.) Everywhere he went, people said: “Hey, there goes one cheeky monkey…” (Freddy, Louie trailing behind, stealing hat from man in crowd.) Freddy had to be cheeky. It was fun. It was … Continue reading Day 165: Cheeky Monkey