Exotic Pet“Ms. Lisa! I’m writing a story, and you’re in it!” –Lisa Barksdale, CMW Resident Musician  Exotic Pet “Ahhhh…” I thought as I slept through the morning. But then Stella took right off towards school. “Hey!” I shouted. I chased her all the way to school, were I got there right on time. “S s sorry m m Ms.Strattner.” “WHY IS THERE A MUTT IN HERE?” Ms.Strattner shouted. “I was just chasing her when..” “NO excuses!” But Stella had other plans. She wrote: “Ms. Strattner is sooooo sassy ooooo ”, on the whiteboard. Everyone laughed. “Oh no!” I thought. And then Ms.Strattner already saw it. “I think you will be losing your dojo party, for the whole week, miss.” “Back to class, everyone!” Shouted Ms.Williams. But math wasn’t so bad. Ms. Johnson was starting a new unit on negative numbers. “So class, what is 22-33?” A few people raised their hands but Stella shot right to the whiteboard and instead, wrote the square root of 16.0000000. Everyone’s jaw dropped down like a falling meteor. “Who’s fox is this?” Ms. Johnson asked. I raised my hand and she immediately said: “This fox is brilliant! She is my new helper for the rest of the day.” I was so relieved to get her out of the classroom I almost fainted! After school, the chase was still on. I chased Stella all the way to music. “Grr!!” I shouted. But there was a bunch of fragile instruments. So I carefully stepped into the room; tip toe tip toe. But then Ms. Tessa came right in front of me. “Mariam, I’m gonna need you to go in line,” she said calmly. “But uhhh…” I was trying to make an excuse to go in there because she will never believe me that a fox is in her rental room for orchestra. So I said; “Ms. Lisa said that I could help her set up the room.” “Oh, I’m sorry Mariam, go in.” My orchestra teachers always say things calmly because they are very nice. As I entered the room, Ms. Lisa said,”Why are you in the room?”
“Mariam, you can tell us your funny jokes after music, ok?” Ms. Tessa whispered. But Stella Just did parkour on the instruments. “Woah!” Amelia and Ariella shouted together (they’re twins). “What did you do Mariam?” shouted Shalom with that funny accent she always uses. “Oh my goodness!” shrieked Serena. “My ‘ship has evolved! Well maybe evolved. Mariam, can your fox be apart of our ‘ship?” “Maybe…” I replied. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, protect the instruments!!!” Said Ms. Tessa. “That animal maybe has been in the forest! It might get us a disease!” “Or the animal might just need to get back to its habitat,” said Ms. Lisa. “Wait,” I said. I’ll keep a hold of Stella.” “With what?” “With…” I was stumped. But then I looked and found… “This cage!” “Ok!” “That will do!” So I put Stella in the cage. “Everyone, enter music quietly,” whispered Ms.Tessa. So we found the pulse of the music then went on to playing a piece of music but while we were doing that, Stella broke out of the cage, went to CMW (Community Music Works (the program that I do to play the cello)) office and took one of the very small paper cellos they made and ran back. As she interrupted the class, she played a very beautiful song. “Mariam, is this your fox?” Ms. Lisa asked curiously. “If it is,” she continued. “It is.” I responded.
“Whatever you say, Ms. Lisa..” I was very nervous then but, Stella did great! A little pushy but, great! After music, I ran off to my friend (Sophia)’s house. “I hope you get that red panda off your arm!” I hollered. Then I went to my other friend (Michael)’s house. “I hope you can solve your talking tiger problem!” After that, I was exhausted. I went straight to bed but Stella was in my face. “Seriously?” But then Stella ran off and almost knocked down and my mom was on the phone under the tree. “Watch out!” I shrieked and caught the tree. “We have to get that fox out of here!” My mom yelled. “But, even though she gets in trouble, I still like her.” I whispered. Suddenly I got an idea. “We can build a transporter!” (A transporter is something I made up that it is a very long tube and a little door at the end and a lot of space at the beginning.) So we made the transporter and it successfully worked! So now a days, I can visit her and she can go to the forest (where she lived), whenever she wants with no problem. So, me, Stella, and my family lived a normal life until we found the wolf! But that story is for another time. Mariam, the author of “Exotic Pet,” will perform with the Daily Orchestra Program on Saturday for the CMW Student Performance Party. Student Performance Party |
