creative piece #1

This is kind of silly and I don't even know if it perfectly fits the requirements, but here:


A mother and her child are walking in the park. The child holds his mother's hand in one hand and a teddy bear in the other.

Child (whining, holding out his teddy bear): Mommyyy, Teddy wants a smack.

Mother ignores him.

Child: Momm—

Mother (slightly exasperated): What now?

Child (Pointing to his teddy bear and then to a nearby snack cart): Teddy wants a smack! He’s hungry!

Mother (distractedly): Snack. A snack.

Child: Snnnnack. He wants a snnnack!

Mother (barely paying attention): That’s nice.

Child: Mommyyyy!

Mother stops walking, rolls eyes and gives an exasperated grunt, then puts on a big smile

Mother (stooping to child’s level; sighs) (in a very clearly forced voice): Which snack does Teddy want?

Child: All the smacks.

Mother: Snacks

Child: Snnacks.

Mother: Well Teddy can’t possibly eat all the snacks, can he? He should just choose one.

Child: A humongous pretzel!

Mother: All right, all right. (she pays for the pretzel and hands it to the child)

Child eats the pretzel as they continue walking. Mother answers her ringing cell phone and carries on a conversation.

Mother (into phone): Oh, that sounds lovely. Absolutely lovely. Family time is just the best time, isn’t it?

Child (pulling on mother’s hand): Mommy?
Mother puts finger to lips and shakes head at child. Child pouts. Conversation continues for a while, then

Child: Mommy?

Mother: Hold on, Beth, Mark wants something. (Looks down at child) What is it?

Child: Mommy, Teddy wants to go play with the duckies!

Mother: Not now, Mark, I’m on the phone. It’s rude to interrupt people when they’re talking on the phone.

Child (on the verge of tears): But, mommy!

Mother (into phone; very exasperated): Look, Beth, I’ll have to call you back. All right. Bye now. (closes phone, sighs) All right, where are the ducks?

Child (tugging mother towards pond): Over here!

Child plays with ducks while mother again extracts phone from purse. She dials a number, waits for it to ring, and starts talking again, staring absentmindedly at child. Child continues to play for a while, then runs back over.

Child (again tugging at mother’s hand): Mommy mommy mommy.

Mother (to child, somewhat angry): Just a minute. (into phone) All right Beth, well I’ll call you about the b-i-r-t-h-d-a-y p-a-r-t-y. Yes, yes. All right. Take care. Buhbye. (closes phone, puts it in purse.) (addressing child) What is it now?

Child: Mommy, Teddy’s… Teddy’s lonely.

Mother: Lonely? Why is he lonely? Aren’t you Teddy’s friend?

Child: He doesn’t have a mommy.

Mother: Doesn’t have a mommy? That’s very sad. (phone rings) Come on, Mark, we should be getting home. (Pulling child behind her, she answers phone and begins talking again).