Mac Doug and Keri-Anne, The Blocked Road,

  • NB: For Garry225, and Mac :)!

    It started to rain on Sunday morning,
    At that time it was just a little
    But by Sunday night it hadn’t stopped.
    Then By Monday it was raining harder
    By tuesday there was thunder to..
    And the air had a nasty chill.
    Then by Wednesday everything was slippery
    And the dirt was all mushy to…

    But all of that,
    Was not as bad
    For when Thursday came,
    People got mad~
    For the rocks on the hill,
    That were usually quiet
    Had slipped down in the mud
    And made everyone grumpy.

    They were now on the road,
    And the cars couldn’t pass,
    There was lots of beeping horns,
    and they trailed back for miles!

    Lots of people gathered,
    All around in wonder
    Thinking how to fix
    This terrible disaster.

    But it was a small boy
    Who had the idea!
    As he shouted up to all the grownups
    There was silence in the air
    “Why don’t we get a digger!”
    He said, with a smile,
    “Dougs a great Digger, and Mr Mac could help us!

    Doug was a digger, that Mr Mac had
    And the boy knew of doug
    When he had come to his school.

    The grownups all nodded,
    It was really a great idea!
    A digger could pick up the rocks
    And they could move them far away.

    So they called Mac,
    And soon he had come,
    He was with Keri-Anne,
    His really big truck
    He wore a hard hat
    Cause thats what you do
    When around machines
    Bigger than you!

    The people were so happy
    To see them show up
    And Mac, Keri-Anne
    Soon let Doug out

    He was not very big,
    But he was very strong
    And it didn’t take long!
    Till all the rocks were gone,
    All those in there cars
    Had come out to watch,
    As Doug with a smile
    Moved them all the rocks aside.

    And as he did,
    There was a cheer so loud!
    As Doug finished up
    The rain stopped as well.
    It really was a happy end
    To what was a miserable day,

    Then slowly as the people,
    Returned to their cars
    Passing by they said thanks
    To Mac, Keri-Anne and Doug.

    But also of course,
    They didn’t forget
    The smart little boy
    Whos idea it had been.

    And that is how
    The road got cleared
    And why Mac goes to schools
    To teach them about his machines.
    so that when another road
    Ever gets blocked
    They know who to call
    So it can be fixed right up!


    March 20th, 2011 | Matty Angel | No Comments |

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Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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  • Kat 03.20.2011

    Thankyou so much Matty.
    I have let Mr Mac know about this poem.
    I’m sure Mr Mac will be very thrilled with this poem/story
    as it is very well written.
    keep up the good work.
    regards Kat (garry225)

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