Grandma’s Secret Journey
Grandma’s Secret Journey is a delightful short story about a boy who takes an unexpected trip with the one person who always made him feel special, his grandma.
Grandmas are very special people. They are star stuff that fills our lives with warm hugs, sweet scents, comfy tastes of fresh oven cookies and best all long summer days filled with giggles. I remember bright, warm sunny moments playing hide and seek. We shared long evenings chatting about my most cherished secrets. Grandma memories last lifetimes and always pull our recollections of comfort in moments of sadness. Memories of grandmas mean a lot even when we are not children anymore. Sometimes that goodness comes in pleasant dreams. One time many years ago, my grandma brought me a magical dream.
It was always a time in my childhood that I looked forward to the most. The first weeks of summer vacation were always marked with great anticipation and joy. On one particular day, I sat gazing out the bedroom window. Sometimes I looked at my clock sitting on my nightstand patiently waiting for sight of grandma’s car. Promising that during the school break, she would take me on a special trip to a secret place.
It was to be my first time on an airplane. The thrill of thinking about soaring near the sun with grandma set my heart to flutter. But grandma explained that after the plane ride we would travel to a secret place. We would take flight through the clouds in a very different way meant for only us.
Suddenly what I was waiting for happened on this bright cloudless day. Grandma’s car pulled to a stop in our driveway. As the car door swung open out popped grandma waving up at my bedroom window. Not waiting a moment, I ran down the stairs to greet her. Butterflies were in my stomach as I leaped for the screen door. But mama standing near with my suitcase in hand grabbed me in her arms and whispered, “Promise you’ll be a good little girl. Don’t be any trouble and be sure to remember to call as soon as you get to grandma’s house.”
Quickly running and yelling my greetings down the porch stairs, I ran into grandma’s arms. My brother and family dog came bounding from the back yard. He laughed and hugged grandma as she returned the hug with kisses and handed him a bag filled with treats. She always brought us special presents. But this time my treat would be going with her to the special place.
As our car approached the airport, I began to feel butterflies in my tummy again. I watched grandma’s happy face as she pointed to the airplanes climbing into the sky. She pointed to the one waiting for us.
A pretty flight attendant showed grandma and me to our seats and quickly sat by the window. I wanted to see the sky as we flew from earth. I could see everything as we soared. Feeling the thrill of lifting into the air, I thought, “This is so cool.”
The higher we climbed, the smaller everything got. The cars, trucks, and houses became a tiny city. And then, “Ouch, my ears are hurting,” I cried. Grandma said, “Flying high makes your ears feel like their popping. Close your eyes and hold out your hands”. Placing something in my hands, she whispered, “Open your eyes! Like magic, this will take away the pain.” It was a small bag of bubble gum.
Then suddenly our plane began jumping, jiggling and wiggling around, shaking us as if we were inside a mixer. The reading lights above me began to flicker. I was afraid and squeezed grandma’s hand and cried, “I’m scared.”
She held my hand tightly, and suddenly all became quiet. The lights came on, and the shaking stopped. Then magically there was black sky and thousands of stars. Something sparkly zoomed passed the window; it looked like a shooting star. The captain told us to buckle up and prepare for landing
I asked grandma. “Landing…where are we going to land?”
I couldn’t see an airport. There was only a black sky filled with thousands of twinkling stars. Then while looking out the window, I saw brilliant lights of yellow, purple, orange, and red. As they came near the lights began to change and take the form of buildings. Closing my eyes tight, I held Grandma’s hand as the plane began to land.
Filled with great excitement I couldn’t wait to see where we were. As grandma and I walked to the exit, we heard strange voices. One proclaimed loudly, “Welcome friends…welcome to our planet Amdnarg!”
I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. It was real, and so were the strange, little people that gathered around the plane to greet us. They had little orange faces with big green eyes. Their hands and feet were long and skinny. They had weird, pointy ears that curved at the tips. The tallest one appeared to be the leader of Amdnarg. He introduced himself, “I am Argus! Welcome! Would you care to try some cookies and our special juice?” They looked like regular cookies, and they smelled yummy.
Reaching for a bright rainbow colored one, I said eagerly, “Sure, I’ll try one…hmm…yummy, I’ve never tasted cookies like these before”. They taste like chocolate and roasted marshmallows…no, wait. They taste more like strawberries and vanilla ice cream. Hey, these cookies keep changing flavors.” I said in amazement.
I stuffed some extra cookies into my pockets for later. Grandma drank only the juice.
A laughing Argus said, “Now if everybody is ready, we’ll show you some sights of our beautiful planet Amdnarg.”
Argus opened the door to a large bus shaped like a big rainbow colored balloon. It was a strange one with no wheels. It flew like a plane but stayed low to the ground. It landed in front of a giant white castle that Argus said was their giant toy factory. I discovered that every magical toy moved and played incredible music.
Seeing a particular red toy, I asked, “Can I have that toy boat to show my friends at home”?
Argus laughed out loud, “Why sure…you most certainly can”.
Taking my gift, we returned to the big balloon bus waiting for us. Grandma and I sat in our seats. Waiting for the bus to move I heard a strange sound. Looking around for where the sound was coming from I saw nothing, only a bright green plant sitting outside on the bright blue street. The strange sound came again and sounded like this, “Epee…ouuuu…eeech.”
Suddenly, the green plant grew into a giant. One of its leaves reached into the window where I sat and took my toy. It put whole the toy boat into its big mouth. It was growing bigger and bigger. I screamed to grandma, “Oh no! This awful giant plant is picking up our bus, help!”
The giant green plant became a monster that began to shake our bus as if it were a toy. Argus shouted to the plant to put down the bus. Then he chuckled and said, “He only wants to play. He only looks dangerous.” I decided not to ask the giant green plant to give back my toy.
Argus said, “There’s an amazing place I must show you. Close your eyes and open them on the count of three, one…two…three.”
When we opened our eyes, there was a long silence. Nobody said a word. We were surprised to see a most extraordinary sight. Before our eyes was a great park filled with brightly colored swings and sliding boards and great toy animals meant to sit upon and rock. It looked as though all of Amdnarg’s children were playing in a great, big park.
I quickly jumped off the bus to join the children in the playground. It was wonderful. The branches on the trees were made of chocolate where marshmallows and cotton candy grew. There was a field with rows of shrubs growing colorful cupcakes and popcorn. There were magical musical flowers and a pond that overflowed with pink lemonade.
There were friendly rainbow colors ducks. Amdnarg children fed them jellybeans. There were swings-sets, monkey bars and slides all around me. And then that familiar peculiar noise came again, “Epee…ouuuu…eeech.”
I screamed, “Oh no, it’s that big, ugly plant again and he’s coming straight at me. HELP”, I yelled, “please don’t eat me,”
Luckily, the children of Amdnarg held out some cookies. This gave me a chance to run away. I ran as far and fast as I could and got lost. I found myself surrounded by more bushes filled with cupcakes and popcorn. But I wanted to go home and continued to walk. Hours seemed to pass as I looked for the Amdnarg children; I saw no one and began to cry out for Grandma. But she was nowhere around. I thought, “How will I get home now?” And I was scared that the giant plant would find me before Grandma.
I just kept walking and walking and walking and then got tired. I rested under a big tree with chocolate covered branches. The grass was as soft as cotton, and I decided to take a short nap. Later, I thought, would set out to look for grandma again. Drifting off into a deep sleep, I felt a hand gently shake my shoulder.
A familiar voice whispered, “Wake up sleepy head.” Opening my eyes, I shouted, “Mom…how did you get here?”
She laughed, “Here? What on earth are you talking about? Hurry, you’ll miss breakfast.”
What a big surprise. I had awoken from my magical grandma dream in my bedroom. Or was it really just a dream? It still felt so real. How could this be?
Pulling back my bed sheets, I felt something crunchy. Jumping from bed bright colored Amdnarg cookie crumbs tumbled to the floor. Grabbing for my shoes, I found a little note tucked inside. It was from my grandma. The message said, “Hope you had fun on our special secret trip.”