Staringale

Joined September 2023

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How I Learned Breakfast Tastes Better with a Side of Mischief
At dawn, I danced with golden light, A stolen pie, a sparrow’s flight. The baker yelled, the bird took wing— Oh, what joy the morning brings!
By Staringale7 months ago in Poets
Lessons from a Kitten’s Failed Pounce
The ball was red, the floor too slick, A wobbled leap—a yarny trick! But tangled paws can’t hide the glee: "Who cares who wins? Just look at me!"
By Staringale7 months ago in Poets
The Day Lou Earned His Pie
This evening, I accompanied Granny Anny from House 9 on a casual walk. She was feeling cooped up inside, so together we went on an evening stroll, accompanied by her dog, Lou.
By Staringale7 months ago in Poets
Proof That Friends Are Terrible Influences
It’s afternoon, and I am getting bored. The house is silent—Mom is at tea, sis is napping, and so is my younger brother. Ding dong! Ding dong! The bell rang. I wondered who it could be. Were my silent prayers answered? Did someone come to save me from this boredom?
By Staringale7 months ago in Poets
Blub, Blub, Cheer Up!
I entered the house, closing the door behind me. The summer heat wave was too much—glad I’d taken a cab home. Mom wasn’t there to greet me. Slipping on my house slippers, I headed to the kitchen and found her baking up a storm. Just looking at the sweets gave me a sugar rush. After waving hello, I went to my room to freshen up.
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets
The Early Bird Gets Ambushed?
Bright and early today, I woke up. The sun had yet to rise, but I was ready to take on the day. Heading to the kitchen, I wondered what to have for breakfast. Flicking on the lights, my eyes focused on the XL pizza box on the table.
By Staringale8 months ago in Humor
Breakfast With The Quack Pack
Hi everyone! Today’s weather is lovely, so I decided to have breakfast in the park. Humming a tune, I bustled around the kitchen to prepare my meal—a toasty sandwich, a cup of freshly brewed aromatic pistachio coffee, and some fruit slices. After packing everything into a bag, I headed toward the door.
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets
Pages & Wings
Top of the morning to you all! Rise and shine! The sun is blazing, breakfast is cooking, and the day is ready. I just finished my breakfast and am now heading to my reading corner—by the window, where sunrays stream in, surrounded by potted flowers and a soft, grassy-green carpet. Here I sit, opening my book. Natural light is far better than lamplight, after all.
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets
Socks, Suds, & the Mysterious Case of the Missing Blue Sock
It’s a bright, sunny Sunday. The clock strikes 10:00 AM as I carry a loaded hamper toward the laundry room. Mom is feeling under the weather, so I’ve taken over this chore to let her relax.
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets
The Medieval Madness Dash
Today, I took a detour on the way back from campus because of a call from my frantic sister-in-law. She had been invited to a medieval-themed party and needed to do some last-minute dress shopping. She’d been putting it off for quite a while, but the party was today at 4:00 PM.
By Staringale8 months ago in Humor
Hugs For Carrots
“BRING! BRING! BRING!” “I’m up! I’m up!” Stretching, I turned off the alarm. Like a spring, I bounced out of bed and into my slippers. After spending a good 10 minutes stretching, I made my bed and got ready for the day. Opening my closet, I picked out a white top, blue bottoms, and an orange-peach checkered sweater—it was chilly inside.
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets
Twirls, Toast, & Tantalizing Scents
With a "Bring!" the alarm went off. Rubbing my eyes, I turned off the alarm. Pushing back the comforter, I stretched and got out of bed. With a twirl around the room, I headed to freshen up for the day.
By Staringale9 months ago in Poets