Introducing
Billy
Emily
By
Delbert Blickenstaff
You’ve
heard me talk a lot about Nelly, our yellow lab. That’s because I spend
a lot
of time with her. I think she likes be better than the rest of the
family. I
know she can’t talk but I think she understands some of the words I say
to her.
She likes to sit beside my chair at the dinner table. Maybe that’s
because I
let her lick my plate when I finish eating, if Dad isn’t watching.
I
haven’t said much about Emily, my baby sister. I’m trying to be a big
brother
to her by teaching her things. Like new words. I taught her to say
“puppy.” She
knows that’s one of Nelly’s names. When I ask her “Where’s puppy?” she
points
to Nelly.
Maybe
she’ll learn to say “Billy” and “Henry.” But I think it will be a long
time before
she says “Grandpa.” She doesn’t say much at the table because we all
know what
she wants. She doesn’t have to ask for anything. She makes a grunting
noise and
looks at something and we give it to her. Maybe we should make her name
things.
We’re
starting to write now in kindergarten. I know my name starts with a “B”
and I
can draw one. I think the next letter is an “I” but I don’t know what
comes
after that. Writing is fun and maybe next time I will be able to write
my name.
I
have
been wondering what I’m going to do when I grow up. I know I don’t have
to
decide that now. But I want to do something where I can be around
animals. I’ll
think of something. Come on, Nelly, it’s bedtime.
Billy
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