Fefferoo

“Yeah. Uuhu.Kay.” I mumbled between the small “click” of my mouse.
It was a hot sweaty summer day, July 2014. I sat in the air-conditioned office sweating as I worked. The air was humid in the kitchen so I barely ate all day., but despite the hotness and my hunger I was happy, I didn’t care.

“Click!Drag. Drop.”
When I received message 201.30 jump, turn and switch dimensions to 4. Change variable to 0… Blah. Blah. Blah..” I was clicking away programming the most awesome game ever.

“Aliza are you ready? We have to go to your figure skating lesson now!” my mom called. Oh no, what do I do! I race to my room, slip on my pants, pull on a T-shirt, and shove on my sneakers. “Mom! I’m ready!” I call back.

I assumed the lesson was at three 0’clock, not two-thirty. Quickly, I slip on a head-band and grab a pony-tail holder.

We hop in the car. Whew! I might have missed my lesson, then I couldn’t learn the flying camel! Well, next time I won’t forget!