Hope For Happiness

"Who can?" is most. "Who will?" is little. But I am one. I will help. I will help the poor. They need our help. If you are reading this on your electronic device, be thankful you have it. I need your help to bring up the downs. To satisfy the unsatisfied. I can do it. You can, too. If you donate five dollars or more (cash only, please) I will send you a drawing. A piece of art created by me. 100% of the money goes to IOCC. (International Orthodox Christian Charities) I hope you can participate.

I am calling this project "Hope for Happiness." May God's richest blessings be upon you this Christmas season.

Darrin? What about me?

"I'm going to go play with Lenny and Bernard," Darrin noted. "Okay," Darrin's mom answered. "What about me?" asked Susie, Darrin's little sister. "You can't play basketball!" said Darrin, getting his coat.

 "Let's play hopscotch!" Darrin told Lenny. "What about me?" asked Bernard. "You're not a good jumper," said Darrin, picking up chalk. "I'll go play some soccer with Gary," said Bernard, sadly.

"I'm going to get ice cream," Darrin told Lenny. "What about me?" asked Lenny. "You don't like Rocky Road, that's all I'm going to get," Darrin told Lenny. "Oh," Lenny sighed with disappointment.

Later, while Darrin was eating his ice cream, he thought about his day. He made everyone very sad. Even his little sister. He had an idea.

"Susie!" Darrin ran to his favorite little turtle, "Let's go play basketball!" "But I can't," she told him. "I'll teach you," Darrin exclaimed.

"Bernard! Bernard!" He skipped to the soccer field. "Let's play hopscotch!" "But, I'm not a good jumper," he replied. "That's okay, I'll help you," Darrin shouted with delight.

"Lenny! Let's go! Let's go!" Darrin pounced to his seahorse friend. "Where?" He asked. "Ice cream, with all our friends!" He pointed to Susie and Bernard. "I don't like Rocky Road," he pointed out. "I'll get whatever you like!" Darrin said. "Okay!"

Darrin and his friends never had a better day!

Darrin and Hanukkah

"Hey, what do you want for Christmas?" Darrin asked Rebekkah, his clam classmate. "You celebrate Christmas, but I don't," she told him. "Huh?" Darrin asked. "I celebrate Hanukkah, the festival of lights," she explained. "My mom told me Jewish people do that," Darrin announced. "Yes," Rebekkah nodded. "Why lights?" Darrin scrunched up his face. "We light the menorah, a bunch of candles, every night," She said. "From January to December?" He asked. "No, it starts at different times every year!" "Ohh," Darrin breathed out. "One thing is the same, though..." Rebekkah notified him. "What?" Darrin asked smiling. "Presents!" Rebekkah laughed. So did Darrin. 

Thanksgiving Holiday Special

Hi Guys! Hope you like my blog so far! I'm now hosting a special (from Nov. 19-Dec. 1) where you can send me a post about what you want me to write about. I'll take anything, but I would like Thanksgiving things. I will write a "Darrin," story about whatever you want me to. I'll even put your name in it! You'll be an underwater animal character-YOUR CHOICE! You send in your name, what you want a story to be about, and your choice of underwater character, by that I mean what animal. I want you to know that I probably won't get to everyone. I hope you can participate, though.

Yours Truly,

Beth Early :) 

Darrin's Halloween

“ROAR!” Darrin jumped out in front of his mom. “Whoa! Darrin, you look great! Are you ready for your Halloween party?” Darrin was wearing his Halloween costume, a lion. “Yeah, I am,” Darrin answered. “Okay,” she answered, trusting him.

     Ding-dong-diiing-dooong!!!  The doorbell rang. “Yay, they’re here, Mommy,” he ran to go answer the door. Outside were four scary creatures, a witch, a bat, a black cat, and a sheet-over-the-head ghost. Darrin asked, “Who are you guys?” He couldn’t tell who anyone was from all their masks. The ghost answered, “Hey Darrin! We’re Samantha, Daniel, Alice, and I’m Alan,” he pointed at everyone. They took off their masks and showed Darrin their faces. Darrin’s mom told them, “Come in! It must be freezing out there,”

   After all of the guests came, they ate all the snacks, played all the party games, and left, Darrin flopped into the most comfortable chair. “What’s the matter, honey?” Darrin’s mom asked him. “The party was too much, well, party-like,” Darrin answered. Darrin’s mom laughed. Darrin smiled. “Maybe it was, maybe it was,” Darrin’s mom carried him up to his bed. He fell asleep.    

Darrin, Watch Out For Paint

Darrin woke up with cob-webs filling his head. He walked into his newly-painted blue bathroom and splashed water on his face. Plop! Darrin felt something wet on his head. He looked up. Plop! It was paint, and another drop just fell on his nose. “Gross,” he exclaimed.

   He walked into his mother’s bathroom. He washed the new blue paint off his face and the top of his head. He walked back to his bedroom and tripped on the paint can. Blue paint spilled all over Darrin’s legs and up to his shell. “Gross, this is so gross!” Darrin yelled. Darrin’s mom came out into the dark and shouted, “Go to sleep Darrin! It’s only seven o’ clock!” She didn’t see Darrin on the floor covered with paint and tripped over him. “Ouch! Darrin? Is that you?” she questioned. “Yes, Mom it is. I’m covered with new blue paint,” he replied. “Sorry, honey,” Darrin’s mom flicked on the lights. “Sorry again darling,” she got up and helped him up, “But you should really watch out for paint,” They both laughed. “I know Mom,” giggled Darrin.       

Darrin, You Forgot Your Lunch

Beep Beep Beep! Darrin’s alarm clock always rang at exactly 6:00. Beep Beep Beep! The alarm continued. Click! Darrin turned off his alarm. He did his usual things-put on his clothes, brushed his teeth, and ate his breakfast- until he went out the door without his lunch. When he got into bus 1824, he realized he forgot his lunch. “Come on!” he yelled to himself. He slapped his legs.

    At lunch time he used his emergency $4.00 that he always carried in his backpack, to buy a hamburger, fries, broccoli, and a juice box. He sat next to his buddy, Michael, who was enjoying his homemade macaroni and cheese that his mom packed in his not-forgotten lunch. “I wish I never forgot my lunch,” he sighed.

    RaRiiiiing!!! RaRiiiiiing!!! The bell for dismissal rang. When Darrin got into his mother’s car he said, “I forgot my lunch.” “Oh,   Darrin,  what am I going to do with you?” she replied.

    Darrin put on his pajamas and jumped into his bed, literally. He thought about his mother’s words. “Maybe remind me to take my lunch,” he mumbled. Then, he fell asleep.

   Before the beeping started, Darrin got up and shut off his alarm. He  did his usual things and almost went out the door, then stopped himself. He ran, though he knew not to, toward the refrigerator and pulled out his lunch. He smiled happily, knowing he didn’t forget his lunch.   

Set Your Alarm, Darrin

“Sarah, Jennifer, Alan, Darrin,” Mr. Fin always called out names for roll call at 9:30, but Darrin was never present when he did. “Darrin?” he said again, “Darrin!” BOOM!!! The door slammed into the wall. Darrin looked at the ten dents on the wall behind the door. “Oops,” he said embarrassed. Mr. Fin was writing tardy on the attendance list, because Darrin was really late. “Sorry, I was rescuing a cat from a tree, and then I wrestled an alligator away from a hot dog stand. After that, I was crossing a street when a crazy cab driver almost ran over me. I didn’t know what to do so I ran away from it and school. After I realized I was going the wrong way, I ran back to my bus stop and figured out I missed the bus. I had to walk all the way to school, it’s far away.” He told Mr. Fin. “Really Darrin?” he asked. “Well, not really, you see,” Mr. Fin cut Darrin off, “What really happened?” “I forgot to set my alarm.” Darrin explained. “Silly Darrin,” the whole class exclaimed.     

Meet Darrin

Turtles are pretty cool! Don't you think so? If not, this cute turtle will change your mind. His name is Darrin, he is only six, and loves school. Darrin has his own problems in life, like you. His biggest problem, clumsiness. One day, Darrin woke up to find that it was 10:25! He needed to be at school at 7:00! He jumped up, ran around in circles, and got dressed. He went downstairs. No one was down there. They must be gone already. Darrin thought. He went outside and ran all the way to school, skipping breakfast. He got to the school. The front door was locked. The front door wasn't supposed to be locked. All the lights in the school were off. "Oops," Darrin whispered to himself. He ran back home and looked around. Eggs were made, clothes were hung up. It was Saturday! Darrin flopped into a chair. He couldn't believe how clumsy he was. 

Why I Made This Blog

Hi! I'm Fr. James' daughter, Beth. I thought this blog would be fun. I just want to show my stories to the world, so I thought I could start on Blogger. You can type in www.bethsstorycorner.com to get here from your home page. I hope you like my blog and my stories.