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Show Wlore UBIC Stories Released EDITOR'S NOTE: Following are three more stories entered in the Uintah Basin Industrial Convention Con-vention contest for students in the local schools. These three are from the Roosevelt Elementary School and will be judged in the finals of the UBIC contest. Mrs. Emily Wilkerson is chairman of the story contest. "MR. WARNER LEARNS A LESSON" By Kent Memmott "I can too fix it," said Mr. j Warner. "As a wife you're sure not very considerate." "Yes, you can fix it Like you did your old Ford. As a result, we had to get a new one," snickered his wife in scorn. "Okay', so we did, but we needed a new one' anyway," said father. "I'm stickin' up for daddy," said Junior. "And two men to one woman is a lot the most." "Okay, you win, I'm afraid,-and you'd better fix it real good or else!" gave in Mrs. Warner.. "Can I help you, daddy? Huh? Can I?" pleaded Junior. "No! You've done your part, so run along and play," ordered Mr. Warner frankly. "I won't stick up for you no more," sassed Junior. "I don't care. I won't need you any more," said Mr. Warner as he walked toward the kitchen. Two hours later, Mr. Warner was sitting by the kitchen sink with his big round spectacles on reading "The Fixit Magazine." "Take off valve pipe with large wrench. Let's see. What's the valve pipe? Ah, here it is. Take off valve pipe with large wrench," Mr. Warner War-ner was saying to himself. What he didn't know was what he thought was the valve pipe was the water pressure pipe. As he screwed the pipe, water started spurting out. Oh, he thought it was all right, but it wasn't In ten minutes the whole house had four feet of water all over. The Warners War-ners had to get themselves a new house and Mr. Warner had learned his lesson. , "BILLY AND THE FROG" By Bert Ames It was Friday, and everybody was supposed to be reading about Columbus. Everyone was except Billy. But of course the teacher did not know this. She was thinking, think-ing, "I wonder why Billy is so interested in his reading. He usually us-ually has started a fight by this time." Billy had a frog named Herman. Now, when Herman was rubbed on top of the head, he would start singing. Billy and Herman were very good friends. "Billy is so interested, I had better investigate," thought the teacher. But before she could get out of her "seat, a strange noise reached her ears. For a minute she did not know what it was. Then she knew. It was a frog! She traced the sound to Billy's desk, and what do you think she saw? There' was Herman splashing around in Billy's ink well. The frog had jumped in when he heard the teacher coming. "Billy," she said, "You will stay after school!" By this time the frog had splashed ink all over the' teacher and Billy was laughing so hard that he thought he would burst. But what do you think happened after school that night? Billy was getting the same treatment treat-ment that he gave the' teacher. Only Herman was not in the ink. Billy was, head first. "STUCK UP BETTY" By John Allred "I just don't like her!" said Betty. "She's so stuck-up. I wish she would move away." "Here she comes now," whispered whis-pered Patsy. As Betty Brown walked up, she said. "My dress is better than yours." Then with her nose in the air, she walked off down the junior high school hall. "Well, how do you like that?" said Betty angrily. "We had better get to our cooking class, said Patsy. As the two girls entered the cooking class, they saw Betty bragging about how well she could cook. They could hear her say: "You know, girls, I am the best cook in this whole school. I can cook anything." "Can you boil water?" asked Susan. "Ifs pretty hard, but I can do it," answered Betty. "Do you want me to show you how?" "Let's see you make a pineapple up-side-down sake," said one of the girls. "Oh, that's easy," laughed Betty- "I can make one without even a recipe." "Remember that you have to eat whatever you cook," added another girl. "I'll let you all have a taste, maybe," smiled Betty. "No, thank you," said Sue unkindly. un-kindly. After tbout two hours Betty had her cake started. She had made' a big mess and had to go for a mop rag. "Let's switch the sugar and salt on her." exclaimed Patsy. "Okay, let's do," agreed the girls, "It will teach her a good lesson." When Betty returned, she put a generous cup of salt in the mess that she called a cake. "Telephone for Betty Brown," called the office girl from the doorway. While Betty was out, Patsy said, "I think her cake needs some pepper, pep-per, too." The girls put a half-cup of pepper into the mixture. "Let's put some green food coloring col-oring in it," said Anna. Just then Betty came to the doorway and called: "Will you girls bake my cake for me? Bob is here and I want to talk to him." "Sure," agreed the girls. So the' girls baked the mess. When Mrs. Baker, the teacher, came in, she said: "What's burning?" "Oh, it's Betty's cake," said Patsy. Betty came back into the room while Mrs. Baker was tasting her cake. "Heavens!" screamed Mrs. Bake-r, Bake-r, "someone has poisoned me!" "What? Don't you like by upside-down cake?" asked Betty. Mrs. Baker did not answer. She ran for the bathroom. When she came back she said. "Betty Brown, you will have to eat that cake." "I will, not," said Betty. "You will stay here until you eat it," cried Mrs. Baker. The girls in the class felt sorry for what they had done when Betty Bet-ty had to eat the cake. Betty did not come back to school for three or four days afterwards, but when she came, the girls tried to be friendly and Betty was not so stuck-up. |
