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Grades K-5 | Tales

The Easter Bash
by Teghan Binnings

"Oh, Jane, don't!" Jane stopped spinnings to see what had made her sister so angry. There was a plant dirt and all on the floor.

"Beth, don't tell Mother and Father, please," Jane urged.

"How are you going to keep it from them?" asked sensible Beth. "Mother! Jane just knocked down a plant, the Aunt Jennifer gave you for Christmas!" yelled Beth.

"Jane, I can't believe you! How did polishing silver turn into this?" asked Mrs. Benre.

Jane just pouted. It was Easter Sunday, and the Benre family was having an Easter bash. It was about three o' clock now. The guests should be arriving in about fifteen minutes. The house was chaos, the cake not done-or the chicken-the eggs not dyed, and now this. What were they going to do? Jane's mother began giving out orders.

"Beth, pick up the pot and clean up the dirt. Jane, you set the table."

"But Mother why can't I clean up the pot?" asked Jane.

"It's not going to be any more fun then setting the table. Anyway I'm thirteen, your only seven," replied Beth.

"I'm seven-and-a-half." Jane pouted.

"Girls, girls, stop bickering. They're going to be here in eleven minuets," Mrs. Benre scolded, while looking at her watch.

Jane, slumping, walked to the dining room. The timer went off on the stove. Mrs. Benre ran to the kitchen, turned off the timer, took the chicken off the stove, and took out the cake. Mr. Benre walked out of the bathroom with freshly combed hair.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom he said, "What smells so good?"

"It's the cake. Will you ice it for me? I have to put the finishing touches on everything. We only have eight more min--. "Mrs. Benre stopped in mid sentence, "There's the doorbell It's probably the Greens. They're always early," Mrs. Benre said well regaining he composure.

"I'll take care of everything. You go entertain the guests," Replied Mr. Benre.

Mrs. Benre ran to open the door. As soon as she did, quite a few guests walked in.

"I'm so sorry we're late. I don't know what's gotten into me!" said Mrs. Green.

"Yes, our apologies!" said stuck-up Mrs. Louis.

"Yeah whatever," Mr. Deno said off-guard. 

"Why the party wasn't supposed to start until 3:15," Said the surprised Mrs. Benre.

The party went horribly. The chicken turned out not to be completely done, the girls kept on showing off, and everyone seemed angry.

After everyone left, all Mrs. Benre said was "Nothing ever works..." But it was over. She went to take a shower, leaving the girls to put away the chicken while Mr. Benre ate the last piece of cake.

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