Jamie: Mom, I put the dishes in the dish...

Jamie: Mom, I put the dishes in the dish washer. Just like you asked. I'm going outside to play.

Mom: Jamie, have you finished your chores?

Jamie: Most of them.

Mom: Most of them?

Jamie: I already told you.

Mom: You put the dishes in the dish washer?

Jamie: Yes, and it was exhausting. Can I go outside a play now?

Mom: Did you clean your room?

Jamie: I cleaned it last Saturday!

Mom: You are supposed to clean it every Saturday. Please do it now, Jamie. It won't take long. Then when all of your chores are out of the way, you can have the rest of the weekend to enjoy yourself.

Jamie: All right.

Mom: That's my boy.

The Mom walks away. Jamie walks to his room, where other actors pretend to be toys scattered all over his floor. His bed (which might just be a pile of blankets and pillows) is very messy.

Jamie: Oh no. My room is a mess! Mom, this is going to take forever!

Mom: Then you better get started.

Jamie: Fine. First, I better pick up my Army Men. March, two three four.

(Two or three kids playing the role of army men stand up and march away.)

Army Men: Hup two three four!

Jamie: And now my toy dinosaur collection. You guys better climb back on the shelf, back to where you belong.

(Two or three kids playing the role of dinosaurs growl like as they crawl to their proper places.)

Jamie: Oh, and I almost forgot. My robot monkey action figures. Time to go back to you box.

(Two or three kids act like robot monkeys and climb into a cardboard box.)

Jamie: Hey, that didn't take too long. Mom! I cleaned my room!

Mom: Well, now. It looks much better. (She notices his bed.) Uh-oh.

Jamie: What?

Mom: You forgot to make your bed.

Jamie: Oh, Mom! Why do I have to make my bed? I already did the dishes. I picked up my army men, my dinosaurs, and my robot monkey action figures. So why do I have to make my bed? It's just going to get messed up again?

Mom: Hmm... That reminds me a of story about your grandmother when she was a little girl.

Jamie: Grandma used to be a little kid? Like me?

Mom: Of course. Why wouldn't she?

Jamie: I just figured she started out old. Like you.

Mom: No, we were all little kids once. See down the hallway? That black and white picture hanging on the wall? That's your grandmother when she was your age.

A History of Messy Rooms

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