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MAVE

By Bonita Highley

Copyright©BonitaHighley2024

No A.I. Training

Chapters 1- Mave

2- Mave, The Irish Lass

3- Mave, The Self Reliant 4- Mave, The Brave

5- Mave’s Prince

6- Mave’s Family

MAVE

It’s quite simple really. My name is Mave, Mave Mathers. I’d like to think of my adventures is just that, an adventure. It makes perfectly good sense to me. I’m like an unwavering kind of girl with a purpose to go explore interesting things in life. I never know what to expect and sometimes I can get into some pretty unusual unpredicted situations. I guess you can say that my life is never boring as I’m always making up for those situations. Don’t get me wrong.

I like trying different things. For example. Me and my older Brother Miles. We do share things in common

and he does that pecking order of siblings, you know, like sometimes ordering me around, and I know its for my best, after all he is two years older than me, he knows more than I do within those two years of obtained experience over me. And I do try my best to mind him as our parents said.

But he knows well of all my, S-I-T-U-A-T-I-O-N-S , but keeps to himself with one eye on me. I know this because I have heard him cracking little laughs after I’ve done so.

Mave, The Irish Lass One of our shared interests is irish dancing. Mother made sure we had classes and we are both very good at it. Very good indeed, as you can see.

But with me? By myself, I seem to be whimsy to show my over creative talent and just go for it.

Mave, The Self Reliant

My philosophy is this. If YOU want to do

something right the first time, YOU must do it

yourself.

As today’s modern woman does, I have my

own technique to much

hard earned work,

called, a job, career, call it what you want,

nevertheless, an

independent, self

reliant worker.

The Baker…

I’m very good at baking.

Umm, not so bad at it.

When I tried to bake, it

did not go quite right.

I’m sure I did good…I

just don’t know where

all the white cloud of

dust came from.

My chores keep me

busy. Take Laundry for

example. A very easy

task to do, just put in

my dirty clothes,

sprinkle in a few laundry soap, turn on washing

machine, let IT do its

job, and just wait and

watch.

Vacuuming.

What’s the big deal?

Just go get the vacuum

out of the closet, aim it at the floor, turn it on-GO FOR IT! But the

vacuum evacuated.

Mopping-Is so

easy, it does the

job itself-right?

Mave, The Brave

I always try doing my best to achieve the best in my life, so I signed up for a beauty contest.

I never thought of myself as a beauty

contestant, not sure

why I’m doing this, but

nonetheless, why not

try something different,

right?

So I put on my most outstanding dress and

hope for the best, but

regardless, win or lose, I rather like myself just as I am.

I have all the finery, the dress, jewelry, even the pleasantry attitude of a Miss Congeniality.

Nothing can stop me, unless…

But it began to rain so I began to stroll to the

beauty contest.

What ever come may.

So I became brave and ran in the rain, but the

rain came down upon

my hair as it became a

mess.

But I did not become distressed as I tried to

jump across the mud

puddle, but fell ankle

deep in the middle.

When I stepped out, I had discovered, a

pebble in my shoe, I

almost stumbled.

At first, I did not know what to do, I took a

minute to hesitate, all

soaked and wet, but I

chose to keep calm and

carry on.

But I was not late as I

made it into the room for a contestant.

I WON! As they put a

ribbon on me that read:

Miss-chievous!

Mave’s Prince

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Mave.

One day she sat thinking about her knight in shining armor. But instead, in her head, a prince will do.

How is that for today’s woman?

Now, I’m all for today’s women wanting their own job, career, call it what you want, but me?

What is wrong with wanting my knight in shining armor in today’s world? After all I’m good with some home chores as previously showed, and can possibly pick up a stick to fight off any thy enemy

in defense,….if the occasion called for it, but I could do with also what my heart wants.

Then suddenly this frog with a crown on its head came to my side smiling.

Then the frog leaped away From me.

Needless to say, I quickly got up from my chair to

swiftly run after it. I’m going to retrieve that frog, my prince to be.

I saw my frog prince On top of my bed.

But once again, he leaped, he fled.

Even my dog

named Scottie hid.

I saw the frog sitting on the edge of a water bucket. But his eyes did not wander,

when he saw me.

But once again, he leaped away from me.

AND….when I tried to grab him, then, I accidentally fell in.

BUT THEN, he came back leaping and landing on my knees-to lap, giving me a much happy look of love at last.

All of a sudden, the frog jumped from my knees and

onto the floor, as I saw in front me with such delight, my prince, my knight in

shining armor.

Mave’s Family

My family. My dad, mom, brother. What

can I say. They are the

world to me. I love

them. I’m not sure what

I’d do without them. But

this I do know. They will always be there for me.

Bonita Highley

Author’s Note I finally did it! For years I always wanted to write a

chapter book for pre-

teen to young adults

entitled, Mave, AND I

DID!!!