The Gingerbread Gimnist

Julia's authorial ambitions have been discovered by her first grade teacher, so her books are spreading far and wide beyond the limits of our household!  Today at school, the class listened to the classic "run, run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!" story, and afterwards, each classmate got to create his or her own gingerbread story. 

Apparently, Julia's story impressed her teacher so greatly that it was photocopied and sent along to other teachers in the school.  This is big, here, folks! Julia's got an agent!  Her books are now circulating!  Boy oh boy!

Lucky for us, the original copy was sent home in Julia's school folder, so I got to give the story a read myself. 

Here it is:

The gingerbread Gimnist
by Julia Rowe

"Long ago a littel girl she ask't her mom to make a gingerbread gimnist.  She woch't her mom roll out the dow of a girl."

A gingerbread gimnist!  That sounds DELISH.  I myself would probably eat the dow raw because I couldn't even WAIT for it to come out of the oven.

"Her mom frostid a leyitard.  She put on licerish hair with a grin on her face she look't perfickt.  She look't like a gimnist."

I agree!  She DOES look perfickt.  Especially with that licerish hair.  Nothing tastes better than gingerbread and licerish together, don't you think??

"The mom put her into the uvin and said 'Now don't open the uvin.'  'Ohky' said the littel girl and she sat down to wait."

What a patient littel girl.  But will she be able to STAY patient, or will the temptation to open the uvin overtake her??

"The littel girl open'd the door.  The cooky pop't out then she sang out, iI'll run and run with harminy and ritham.  You can't cech me I'm the gingerbread gimnist."
Oh my GOSH!  Harminy and Ritham!  Is she going to do gimnastics while she runs too?  What a wily gingerbread gimnist!

"Mommy!' said the littel girl.  'She's alive!'  'What!  She can't be!' said the mom."
Ohhhhh, yes she CAN be!  And not only is she alive, she's gonna run with harminy and ritham!

"I'll run and run with hermine and ritham.  You can't cech me I'm the gingerbread gimnist."
Oh my gosh.  Now she's running with HERMINE too?  As if harminy and ritham weren't enough?  How is ANYONE ever going to cech this gingerbread gimnist??

"Stop.  We wont to be your friend.'  And she lived happily ever after intill somewon eat her.  The end."

I especially love the "I'm etin" caption above the frowning gingerbread gimnist.  I have to say, that was kind of devious of the littel girl and her mom to promise friendship, only to EAT the gingerbread gimnist at the end of her short (but happy) life.  So not cool.  Although, really, if you have a living cooky in your house, how long is it going to stay fresh before it's just stale and useless?  I guess you might as well eat it.  Sorry, gingy.


BRAVO, Julia!  A grand masterpiece, yet again!