miles and the b-b gun

Once there was a little boy named Myles goehm. Myles was a normal boy with a mom, a dad & 3 sisters. This little boy had a good father, with an old truck. Not only was Myles a boy but he had a bee-bee gun. You can see where this is going.

One warm California day Myles went out side looking for squirrels & birds to shoot. Click, click, click Myles pumped his bee-bee gun so it would be full of pressure. As Myles walked by his dad’s old truck the bee-bee gun went off, BANG!!!!! Myles ran over to the spot where the bee-bee hit. There right in the middle of the fender was a bee-bee hole.

“Uh-oh” thought Myles “dad’s going to be mad at me”

So Myles ran inside & waited for his dad to come home. After a few hours, Myles dad came home. Myles ran outside to meet his doom.

“Son, what’s this?” Myles dad said as calmly as he could.

In the previous month Myles dads truck had been shot before, so myles thought he would use that for cover.

“Someone shot your truck dad” Myles grinned.

“Who shot my truck son” Myles dad asked

“I don’t know dad” Myles replied.

“Are you sure, because it looks like a bee-bee” his father countered.

Myles could hear his heart beating faster, but he had to come up with something.

“Huh, really” Myles smiled.

Myles dad knew what he did & he got off pretty easy, he even got to keep his bee-bee gun. Myles received no punishment, at first he wondered why but he decided not to push his luck. However from then on Myles was more careful where he pointed his gun.

this is a short children's story that i gave my dad for fathers day last year.