He's Only Five

If you've been following my blog you'll know, I'm talking about listening to different characters view point on the same thing.  I've focused on their house.  Last week you heard from Sara's husband Willis.  So what would be Sara's 5 year old son's point of view be of his home?

There it is, our house.   I don't know why it's so far from town. It's fun to live in town. There's other kids to play with there.   But Momma never let me leave our yard. Pa always said it was okay though.

I wish Pa was home.

Momma says I gotta sleep in my own room.  It's hot in there.  And that cornshuck mattress cracks and itches when I move around on it.  So when I crawl into bed I get real comfortable, and I stay very still.  I don't move.  And it doesn't crack then.  I wish I could sleep outside like we did when we were with Pa.  It's cooler and the ground don't make noise when I turn over.  But Momma won't let me.  Pa would, if he were home.

Momma helped me find a rock with silver in it.  It's gotta be worth a lot of money.  I'm gonna take it and get money for it so I can help Momma.  She cries a lot and that would make her happy 'cause she'll be able to buy what she wants.

Our new house has a big black stove and a big table in the kitchen.  I play under them.  There's a window over the sink where a spider is building a spider web.  Momma don't like spiders or snakes or frogs.  She screamed once when my frog jumped out of my drawer.  Me and Pa laughed.  But Momma didn't.  Pa tried to teach her how to not be scared of spiders, but she got sick.

And Pa got mad.

This place ain't so bad.  There's all kinds of places I can play like under the porch and in the barn and under my bed.  I fell asleep once under the porch and Momma couldn't find me.  She cried when I came out.  I don't want to make Momma cry again.  It makes me sad.