Recess to the max.

One May moist day, back in the days of elementary, class was letting out for recess. The loud high-pitched voices of little children rummaging out the doors to hopscotch and first come first serve soccer balls. I was part of the last bunch out, along with my friends; Hannah, Drew, and Lucie. We made our way slowly and taking our sweet time to the track around the playground to start walking and gossip about totally useless things.
“My guess is Hunter only acts that way just to get attention from you.” Says Lucie. “I think he is just shy.” Hannah debates. “Well Drew, don’t take it too seriously,” I told her,” He still is a good friend.” As Drew shakes her head in agreement she kicks an acorn down the path and puts her hands in her shorts pockets, “you’re right.” When she looks up to add another comment another acorn comes straight down onto the top of her head from the tree above. “Ow!” She cried, “What was that?” She rubs her head and looks to the underdeveloped seed. “That acorn doesn’t like you very much.” Lucie laughed. “How could that have fallen off the tree, it’s so small and it’s not even brown yet?” Hannah asked to no one in particular.
Drew picked it up and threw it to the side. Just then, three more acorns fell and one onto my jacket sleeve. I pinched it between my fingers to take a look, and I saw claw marks down the side. With a puzzled look I glanced up at my friends. A drizzle of acorns were now falling from the old tree and a state of panic was starting from Hannah and the others. We ran to duck and cover to the monkey bars, with acorns flying at our heads.
Once we reached safety, or so we thought, Hannah breathed “What’s going on?” I searched for an answer just as Drew pointed to the top of the tree, “Look!” We all glanced and saw squirrels running around the branches chucking acorns in our direction. “Are those squirrels?” I emphasized. Hannah replied, “Yeah and they are trying to kill us with acorns, what did we ever do to them?”
Then the attack stopped, the thumping of amo hitting the ground went silent, and the little rats stood still. One squirrel started its way down the tree and about seven feet away from us stood his ground. We looked at each other with confusion and the same thought in our heads, what will happen next? The animal cleared his throat, “Pardon me, but did you say, ‘What did you ever do to us?’” Our mouths hit the ground. “Did it just talk?” Lucie asked. “Yes,” It replied, “I did. And I’m not an ‘it’, I am a him. My name is Chuck and you have destroyed our bait! That’s what you did to us!”
After a good full five minutes of Chuck explaining how the acorn Drew kicked before hand was a special flavored but poisoned acorn that Chuck and his clan of “Tree Huggers” were using to lure in the opposite squirrel clan of the Roosevelt park; “The nutcases”. They have been fighting for years over rights to the forest in the park, and this was supposed to be the Tree Huggers year. Feeling pity for the little animals, my friends and I discussed we would help them win the generational battle.
We supplied Chuck and his clan with little armor and weapons for a surprise ambush to their homes. They devised a plan to capture the other leader; Woody, and force him to surrender. “Thank you kind female humans, we owe you the gratitude of a thousand acorns.” He bowed to us. “No, no that’s okay; just let us know tomorrow how it went.” I said to him handing off the last of the walnut shell shields.
The bell rang, we went back inside. The sun set and rose again and once again, recess was let out. Today us four girls were the first to race to the playground and to the tree were yesterday we encountered our new friends. “Hello?” Hannah shouted. We waited impatiently, until finally we saw Chuck emerge into the sunlight. Our faces glowed with curiosity and excitement to find out how the battle went. He climbed down the tree and rested at our feet while we squatted down to hear the news. “How do you do ladies, I am guessing you want to hear what happened.” We shook our heads in agreement. “Well….we are now announced owners of the forest and forever shall be!” We all jumped up and down in happiness and screamed in joy. For the rest of recess we all sat around the big tree and listened to Chuck tell the tale of the historic battle.
After all of recess was over and the bell rang, we all stood up and looked at Chuck. “Will we see you again?” Lucie asked him. “Don’t worry dear friends,” He answered, “you will always see us around.” After the much needed reassurance we raced back into the school building happy as little school girls, well, we were little school girls but you get the point. So from that day on Hannah, Drew, Lucie and I always made sure to watch our step whenever there were acorns around. The end.