Bed Tyme Tales Storyland is my website where I post stories that I have written. I have been writing stories for over 25 years now. Some of these stories are purely fiction but a lot of my stories are written … Read the rest
Safety Kid was walking through the park at Bed Tyme Tales Storyland. It was a warm autumn day. Safety Kid saw some children playing on the set of swings. He smiled as he watched them because each and every one … Read the rest
“Come on men!” yelled Pirate Pete. “You are cleaning the deck like a bunch of young boys. Get the lead out and let’s see some elbow grease.”
“Yes sir!” said Slappy, applying as much pressure as he could muster.
“We … Read the rest
“I am so full,” said Mountain Kid, getting up from the dinner table. “That was the best Thanksgiving dinner I have ever had. I think I need to go for a walk.”
Mountain Kid stepped out of his cabin and … Read the rest
“Do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?” asked Frankie, one autumn evening, after Anna had finished work at the diner.
“No,” said Anna. “I have to work the night before Thanksgiving. I will be pretty exhausted.”
“How about I cook … Read the rest
Lonely Scarecrow was sitting on his fence post as usual. He was busy keeping the crows out of the cornfield. It was a beautiful autumn day. Lonely Scarecrow was looking across the field in front of him. He caught a … Read the rest
“That is strange,” said Lil’ Rebel. “Pattie doesn’t want to play with me.”
Lil’ Rebel’s younger sister, Pattie, usually always jumps at the chance to play with her older sister. However, she did not want to this time.
“That is … Read the rest
It was a beautiful autumn morning. Jen-Jen had just put her turkey in the oven for Thanksgiving. She looked over at her dining room table and she thought it needed something colourful to spice it up.
“I think I need … Read the rest
Hillbilly Bob walked out into the kitchen on Thanksgiving morning. The kitchen smelled so good. Both his parents were working on stuffing the turkey for Thanksgiving dinner.
“Do you need some help?” asked Hillbilly Bob.
“No son,” said Mother. “I … Read the rest
“It smells so good in here,” said Grampy as he closed the oven door. “I love the smell of turkey.”
It was Thanksgiving day and Grampy was cooking dinner for his grandchildren. They were expected to arrive in a few … Read the rest
It was Thanksgiving weekend in Calgary, Alberta. Fawn, a brown and white coloured cow, was outside playing in the field. There were a lot of prairie dog holes in this particular field and Fawn had been warned several times to … Read the rest
I remember having Thanksgiving dinner with my grandparents at their cottage in Bobcaygeon, Ontario. I remember the autumn leaves falling into the lake. I remember a cool wind blowing across my cheeks and I remember it feeling refreshing.
I wasn’t … Read the rest