Encouraging Early Literacy and Children's Creativity
by Connie Cockrell
Nancey lived in a nice blue house on a hill at the edge of the Adirondack forest. She loved to play outside with her dog, Baby. And she loved to play in the woods next to her house and in the stream that ran at the edge of her yard.
She liked being outside so much that she couldn’t hear her mom calling for her to come home.
One day her mom bought a big brass bell and hung it on the deck at the back of her house. “We’ll call this the Nancey bell,’ her mother pushed the bell gently to hear it ring. “When you hear this bell, it’s time to come home.”
“OK”, Nancey danced with excitement to leave!
That afternoon, Nancey went down to the stream. It was a hot day and the water felt very cool on her bare feet. The stream was full of rocks, all rounded from the water moving over them. The trees grew thickly on both sides of the stream making it so shady that many of the rocks had moss growing on them.
Nancey liked to jump from rock to rock up the stream. She could even lay down on big rocks and look into the water. There were water spiders skating on small, quiet pools at the edges of the stream. Salamanders were bright orange against the green moss growing on the banks and rocks.
As Nancey moved along the stream, she came to a spot where a momma mallard duck had decided to make her nest. The momma duck was brown and black and sitting on her nest of sticks and grass. That made her very hard to see in the shade of the streamside. The duck did not like Nancey to be there and hissed at her.
Nancey was very quiet.
She went a little closer.
The duck hissed again but did not get off of her nest. She had eggs to protect and keep warm. Nancey did not go closer; she did not want to scare the duck off of her nest. Then she heard the Nancey bell ring. The woods muffled its ring but she could hear it clearly.
Nancey moved slowly away from the duck and her nest. The bell rang again, and Nancey jumped from rock to rock down the stream to her yard. She jumped from the last rock to the bank and raced up the slope to her house.
“Mom, mom!” Nancey called. “Guess what I saw!” Then, while Nancey washed her hands before supper, she told her mom all about the water spider, the salamander, and the momma duck.
Nancey had a good day in the woods.
Connie Cockrell lives in Payson Arizona with her husband and daughter and Phoebe the Chihuahua. A retired Air Force Master Sergeant, she is a certified Project Manager. Connie volunteers as a 4-H leader and as a Director in the Phoenix Project Management Chapter. She loves hiking the Arizona countryside and plays Bunko once a month. She just started writing in November 2011.