Conversations Overheard at Bedtime

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Welcome back.

I enjoyed Mama Kat’s family conversation so much that I decided to do the very same prompt this week.

5.) Who’d talk the most?  Pretend four sentence types–Declarative, Imperative, Interrogative, and Exclamatory–were people.  Write an imaginary scene between them. (inspired by writingfix.com)

I also  borrowed her explanation about the different types of sentences that will be included. Is it plagiarism if I point out which text is hers? Maybe I should make that part crystal clear:

 

A lesson:Interrogative asks a question and ends with a…derrr…question mark.
Declarative makes a statement and ends with a period.
Imperative gives a command or makes a request and ends with a period.
Exclamatory expresses strong feelings and ends with an exclamation make!

 

 The players

Interrogative:  The Girly (question)

Declarative:  Mister Man (statement)

Imperative: Me (command)

Exclamatory: Mr. Wombat (strong feelings!)

 

Following is a typical conversation you might hear at our house at bedtime:

The Girly: Can I read tonight?

Mister Man: No, it’s too late. I get to stay up and read for half an hour, though. Mom, I really want to read the next Harry Potter book. I don’t see why I have to wait to read this one when I got to read the first four.

Me: Brush your teeth, please.

Mr. Wombat: Gah! The toilet tank is leaking from both bolts now!

 

 

The Girly: How come heee gets to read and I don’t?

Mister Man: Because I’m older. Mom, all my friends have The Order of the Phoenix, and none of them thought it was scary. I didn’t think any of the first four books were creepy at all. I didn’t even think the movies were all that creepy.

Me: Please brush your teeth. We need to buy a new toilet.

Mr. Wombat: I can rebuild this one!

 

 

The Girly: Can I just read one page?

Mister Man: If I don’t read this next Harry Potter book soon, mom, I’m going to totally forget everything that’s happened so far in the series. Seriously. The school library doesn’t have it, so we need to find it at the public library or something. I really want to read it, mom.

Me: You’ve been driving around with a color sample for a new toilet for months–please just buy a new toilet. Brush your teeth, please.

Mr. Wombat: Fine! I’ll buy a new toilet! Your mother just asked you to brush your teeth about 50 times! Brush your teeth!

 

 

The Girly:  Can I still use my toothbrush if it just fell in the sink?

Mister Man: I am really into this Warriors book, though. I didn’t like the epilogue at all. That’s the part I didn’t like when I tried to read it before. It’s just all of the cats talking, and it goes on and on. It’s really boring. I do still want to read the next Harry Potter book, though.

Me: Your toothbrush is fine, please use it.  Mister Man, please go have your dad help you do finishing touches on your teeth.

Mr. Wombat: Oh, no one listens to me anyway!

 

 

The Girly: How about one paragraph? Can I read one paragraph?

Mister Man: Oh my gosh, mom–I’m not a baby. I’m nine years old. I don’t need my parents to help me brush my teeth. I’ll bet none of my friends have their parents help them brush their teeth.

Me: I’ll bet your friends have fillings, too–go ask your dad to help you.

Mr. Wombat: Ugh! I don’t know what this dog ate today, but she has the gas again!

 

 

The Girly: Can I just read one word?

Mister Man: Dad said no one listens to him, so he went to walk the dog.

Me: Alrighty, you can all get ready by yourselves–I’m going to go brush MY teeth.

Mr. Wombat: I’m going to walk the dog!

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I’d say Mister Ma–uh, Mr. Declarative wins the race with this one. By a long shot.