“Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.”
_W.T. Purkiser
Thanksgiving
SkADaMo 2014
The light was getting purple and soft outside.
Almost time for my father to come home from work.
What’s the matter? What you crying for?
Daddy’s going to kill Ralphie.
No, he’s not.
Yes, he is, too.
No, he’s not.
I promise you Daddy is not going to kill Ralphie.
Why don’t you come on out of there?
Would you like some milk?
You would?
Here you go.
All right?
I’ll see you later? Okay. Bye.
I heard the car roar up the driveway, and a wave of terror broke over me.
He’ll know what I said, the awful things that I said.
SkADaMo 2014
The weeks of drinking gallons of Ovaltine, in order to get…
the Ovaltine inner seal to send off for my Little Orphan Annie…
secret decoder pen, was about to pay off.
Remember, kids, only members of…
Annie’s secret circle can decode Annie’s secret message.
Remember, Annie is depending on you.
Set your pins to B-2.
Here is the message.
12. 11. 2…
I am in my first secret meeting.
…25. 14. 11. 18.
16. 23…
Pierre was in great voice tonight.
I could tell that tonight’s message was really important.
…3. 25.
That’s a message from Annie herself. Remember, don’t tell anyone.
Ninety seconds later I’m in the only room in the house…
where a boy of nine can sit in privacy and decode.
Ah! “B.” I went to the next.
“E.” The first word is “be”!
“S.” It was coming easier now. “U.”
“T. O.”
“Be sure to.” Be sure to what?
What was Little Orphan Annie trying to say? Be sure to what?
I was getting closer now.
The tension was terrible. What was it?
The fate of the planet may hang in the balance.
Almost there! My fingers flew.
My mind was a steel trap.
Every pore vibrated.
It was almost clear.
Yes!
Ovaltine?
A crummy commercial?
SkADaMo 28 ~ Thankful
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy
SkADaMo 27 ~ Merci
And so they arrived at the fay do do, over to Maman Caiman’s house. Each bringing with them, something to share. They ate till their bellies were full and they make the veiller. So much fun!
But Maman was worried, she hadn’t heard from Papa since last he left on his trip to N’awlins.
“Merci pour m’svoir aide! We’re so happy you came! She said as their guest prepared to leave.
“Merci to you, Maman Caiman!” I hope you’ve saved some pie for Papa!
SkADaMo 21 and 22
SkADaMo 21
I figured these little ones, worked so hard on making the pie all week, they deserved a a piece themselves!
Skadamo 22 …and I’m all caught up.
Now for something really different. I’ve never done anything in comic format, so I have to say how much I admire those who do.This is a scribbly, sketchy attempt.
Here’s, Turkey Daze!
SkADaMo 17 ~ Pumpkin Pie Ingredients
