The Little Yellow Bird. Part 37. The Jet.

Sunday, February 27, 2011




The little yellow bird sat outside drinking a large glass of ice tea. Daisy, Tulip. and Rosy, played with their doll house on the patio.

Grandma ,and grandpa were busy cooking barbecued hamburgers. A few marines ,and the Red cross nurse laid back to relax, and enjoyed the beautiful colors of green leaves bursting with bright colors as everyone enjoyed the cool fresh crisp outdoor air.

High in the sky a jet soared by, faster than light. The little yellow bird's husband Pete, and Air Force as well as Navy Stealth Fighter Commander , and his navigator were busy flying the F-22 Raptor Stealth Fighter. Their reasons were classified.

Somewhere around the clouds above the Baltic Sea was a New kind of Stealth jet. It belonged to the Soviets. Classified photos from the Pentagon were recognized as photographs of a wing that resembled our American designs of our sophisticated fighter, and bomber.

It is just business. The Soviets could not afford anything like star wars, but times changed.

Are the Soviets as well armed as America in the race for sky superiority ? Well, who knows. Pete has his work cut out for him. ,and so do the Soviet Commanders. And so does the Pentagon. And so does Grandpa, and Grandma when their cooking burgers, and franks in delicious barbecue sauce for the Yellow Bird family ,and friends, and clan of military personnel.

Daisy, Tulip, and Rosy sat quietly down in their high chairs as the Red Cross nurse squirted catsup on their hot dog buns. The little yellow bird reached into a pot of boiling chicken franks, and removed three hefty sized hot dogs, and placed them on plates in front of her chicks.

Rosy said, " Mama these hot dogs are going to taste mighty good with some yellow cheese melted on them. "

Tulip said, " Mama , a good ole strawberry shake would really hit the spot about now."

Daisy said, " I hear the ice cream man coming. Mama for God's sake , do you have a five dollar bill on you ? I think I may have to try to fly as fast as I can to catch up with the ice cream truck."

Tulip said, " I have to go too. I need to pick us all up some dream sickles. "

Grandpa , grandma, and the Red Cross nurse, the three chicks, the marines, and a general from the Pentagon , and the little yellow bird all ran as fast as they could to try to catch up with the ice cream truck that was just passing in front of the mansion."

The truck suddenly stopped, and the entire world seemed to be looking right into the eyes of the ice cream man.

The driver of the ice cream truck had an awesome responsibility to provide flavors like banana, butterscotch, strawberry, and chocolate ice cream to a very large crowd of feathered friends, and military personnel.

Surely it was a situation that the Soviets, or Mr. Yellow bird new nothing about.

Somewhere high in the sky, soaring above the sky blue Heavens of America were two pilots on perhaps a training mission maybe. They had no idea that ice cream of different flavors were waiting for them in a freezer.

The triplets ,and the Little Yellow bird had managed to buy plenty enough extra ice cream for daddy, and his navigator .

Everyone had a nice party. Daddy, the navigator, lots of friends, and everyone enjoyed music, and fun on the patio. The chicken hot dogs were delicious. The chicks poured too much catsup on their hot dogs, and accidentally squirted catsup on a few four star generals .

Overall, everyone had a very good time.




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Poohgranma 5 years ago from On the edge

Oh wow - I could just picture all of these men and women in uniform and the birds chasing after the ice cream truck! ha ha ha ha The driver must have freaked out at first! A wonderfully funny hub for a great Sunday night. Thanks stars!


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stars439 5 years ago from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State. Author

Dear Phoenix : You are so kind. You never fail to visit the little yellow bird. She reads your hubs , and the chicks talk about how straight from the heart you write. Now the chicks have added stationary to their list of things they want. They are interested in writing while attending school. God Bless You.


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Poohgranma 5 years ago from On the edge

How wonderful! Writing is a very important way to express feelings, I think. I hope the man in the trailer writes more today so I have something good to read.


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stars439 5 years ago from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State. Author

Dear Phoenix : Good Morning, and God Bless. Thank you for droping by, and wishing you a pleasant day.


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Poohgranma 5 years ago from On the edge

It is a deceitfully beautiful day here. From the way the sun is blaring you'd think it was a summer day. But it's really in the 20's and we had ice and a little snow last night. I got some pretty pictures this morning of our old tree covered with ice and with the sun shining behind it, it just sparkles. God's world is beautiful!

I have a ton of housework to catch up on after being sick so I'll do what I can each day this week. Our carpet looks like a soft furry blanket (from the long haired cats) and I just vacuumed the day before yesterday. Gotta love them though.

I hope you have a wonderful day too!

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