Big Bad Temper

A childrerns story. Lessons to be learned.

The big bad temper

　

Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Gavikin.

He lived in a nice place and had everything he needed.

He had a dad who loved him.

He had a farm full of animals.

He had a big sister that was good at everything.

He had a room full of toys.

He had a closet full of games

He had lots of friends, and he had a bad, bad temper.

 

One day all his friends came over to play.

They played checkers,

but when Gavikin lost, he showed his temper.

“That’s not fair. You cheated” he said.

His friends were not happy.

His dad was not happy.

“Your temper is not a good friend.” Dad said.

 

Gavikin and his friends went outside to play.

They played ball,

but when Gavikin was tagged out, he showed his temper.

“That’s not fair. I get a redo. It’s still my turn.

His friends were not happy.

His dad was not happy.

“Your temper is not a good friend.” Dad said.

 

Gavikin and his friends went to his room to play.

They played cops and robbers,

but when Gavikin was caught, he showed his temper.

“That’s not fair. I was not ready.”

He threw his toy gun down and it broke.

His friends were not happy. They went home.

His dad was not happy.

“Your temper is not a good friend.” Dad said.

 

Gavikin was mad that his friends left.

His big sister tried to help.

“I’ll play with you.” she said.

They played cards, but Gavikin showed his temper.

They colored pictures, but Gavikin showed his temper.

They played games, but Gavikin showed his temper.

“This stuff is dumb.” He said,

“Let’s go outside and swing.”

“I don’t want to play with you anymore.” His big sister said.

She went to her room.

Dad was not happy.

“Your temper is not a good friend.” Dad said.

 

Gavikin was mad that his sister would not play.

He called to his puppy to come and play,

but he still showed his temper and the puppy ran.

This mad Gavikin get mad even more.

He went to the barn to feed his horse,

but his horse would not come close to his temper.

He got even madder.

 

“Stupid horse”. He said.

“Stupid dog”. He said.

He was so mad he kicked the door.

“Ouch”, he cried.

He tried to walk, but his foot hurt.

He tried to stand, but his foot hurt.

He cried even more.

 

Dad came to see what was wrong.

“My foot hurts”, he cried.

“What happened?” Dad asked.

“No one will play with me so I kicked the door.” Gavikin said crying.

“Come with me and I will fix you up.” Dad said.

Dad looked at his foot.

“Your foot will be fine.” Dad said.

“Now, lets go eat.” Dad said.

But Gavikin stomped his foot. “I want to play.”

“You are showing your temper. It is not a good friend.” Dad said.

Then dad sent him to his room.

　

 

Gavikin got more mad.

He decided to run away.

He packed his bag and climbed out the window.

He climbed down the tree.

He crept away in the dark.

Later Gavikin found a large tree in the field to set under.

There he pouted and he let his temper do the talking.

He thought about everything that happened that day and he continued to stay mad.

Then his temper got the best of him and Gavikin picked up a rock and threw it as hard as he could into the sky.

The rock sped away higher and higher when suddenly it crashed into a happy little star.

 

The star suddenly began to fall.

Gavikin stared in amazement as the star fell faster and faster.

Then with a crash it slammed into the ground in the field.

Gavikin got up and went to get the star.

As he approached he heard a tiny vice crying.

“Now what will I do?”

“All my friends are gone.”

“My family is far away”

“I am all alone, and I am hurt.”

Gavikin began to feel bad.

He felt sad just like the star.

Gavikin decided his temper was not a good friend.

 

Gavikin knelt down next to the little star, “Don’t cry, I will help you get back home.” He said.

Gavikin got up and ran to his house.

When he came back the star was not shinning very bright any more.

“What’s wrong?” Gavikin asked the star, “Why are you not so bright?”

“When I was home in the sky with my friends and family I was happy and could shine all night, but now I am sad and alone.” The star answered.

Gavikin smiled, “It will be ok, I will fix your ouchee and send you home.”

Gavikin opened a band-aide and stuck it on the little star.

Then he put a balloon to his mouth and blew until it was as big as him.

With a piece of string he tied the star to the balloon.

 

Gavikin lifted the star high into the air, “I am sorry I made you sad.”

The star smiled, “without your temper you are a good friend.”

Gavikin let the star go and the balloon floated away.

Higher and higher the star went and soon it shined bright once more.

Gavikin looked down and saw the rock his temper threw.

He picked it up and looked at it, “temper, you are not a good friend”, he said.

 

Gavikin walked over to the tree where he had rested.

He kneeled down and began digging.

He placed the rock in the hole and covered it up with dirt.

“I am leaving you here temper.” He said as he grabbed his things.

Gavikin felt better and he decided to go back home.

His dad was standing on the porch when he got there.

“What are you doing out here in the dark Gavikin ?” His dad asked.

“My temper was not a good friend dad, so I left it in the field by that big old tree.” Gavikin replied.

“Then why do you look so sad?” His dad asked.

“Because now I have no friends.” Gavikin answered.

 

His dad knelt down and placed his hands on his shoulders.

“Without that temper, you can shine all day and all night and everyone will like being around you, just like a star.”

Gavikin smiled. “Dad did you ever have a bad temper for a friend?”

His dad stood up, “yes, I did”, he answered.

Gavikin’s eyes widened. “What happened?”

His dad looked out into the darkness, “I left it under that big old tree in the field a long time ago.”

He reached down and took Gavikin’s bag with a smile, “Now what do you say we go in and get something to eat.”

Gavikin was glad that he had his dad and his sister and he knew he would find his friends the next day at school.

That night at dinner, Gavikin shined, and he continued to shine every day after.

 

The end.

Author's Note

Something new I am tinkering with. I am working on imagery for it as well.

Reviews

[Holly Mason]

I truly enjoyed this story
I was interested from the beginning till the end
thank you for sharing