Wizzelly and The Snow Day

It snowed hard all night long and when they all woke up,
the message from the school came through —
“Go ahead, have another cup.”

“We won’t be having school today. The roads are far too bad.”
While mom and dad, they groaned a bit,
Wizzelly was way beyond glad.

To say he was elated is still to understate.
He was the most excited kid!
To have no school — beyond great!

He knew what he would do for the entire day.
He would be outside with friends
and play and play and play.

He ate some oatmeal quick. His mom said “You have to.”
He dressed in record time
and out the door he flew.

Bundled as he was, he lumbered down the street.
The snow was all around, he thought,
“Man, the whole world looks so neat!”

He was reaching the corner when here came Walt and Will —
Wizzelly’s best good friends.
They set to planning out their thrills.

First, it was a snow fort built in Walter’s yard.
Then it was a snowman
imagined as castle guard.

As the boys were adding a stick that was a sword,
A new boy named Henry
came walking toward.

They all knew him already, he lived three streets away.
Henry asked if he could play with them
and the boys said “Sure, ok.”

It worked out in their favor. It was time for snowball fights.
The teams would be even now —
two on two was perfectly right.

Will and Walt joined together, leaving Henry and our Wizz.
They moved a small distance apart
and began the analysis.

How many balls to make? How big and how hard packed?
The planning of the thing
was as fun as the attack.

They finally started moving, Wizzelly watched Henry’s making.
Saw him shove a rock inside!
Wizzelly’s stomach started quaking.

He didn’t know what to do but those rocks seemed really bad.
Right away he heard the voices
of his mom and of his dad.

“If you are around something that seems not a-ok,
you should either leave the scene
or find some words to say.”

“What are you doing? You put a rock inside.”
Henry looked up at Wizz and flashed a grin,
“It makes them really glide!”

“But someone might get hurt!” “Don’t be such a baby.
I thought we wanted to win this fight!”
Wizz weakly answered “....maybe....”

“...but not by hurting someone. I’m out, I will not play.”
With that he spun around
and began to walk away.

Will and Walt they yelled, “Hey Wizz, where are you going?”
He didn’t quite know what to say...
he shrugged, “I don’t feel like throwing.”

But then he thought about it and joined them down the street.
“Henry’s putting rocks inside.
That’s wrong and is a cheat.”

Will and Walt shook their heads, agreeing with their friend.
“Guess the fight is over,
time for it to end.”

The three boys walked together leaving Henry all alone.
In one hand he held a snowball,
in the other a small stone.

You might think he would throw it at the boys who walked away.
But instead he dropped everything
and ran up to them to say,

“Hey guys, sorry, I was joking. I won’t use the rocks.
Let’s get back to playing,
building forts with big snow blocks!”

Will and Walt weren’t sure, they both looked down at their feet.
But Wizz said “Sure, just no more rocks.”
And they got to building forts — real neat!

As they were building, Wizzelly thought inside his mind,
“It was good to do the right thing,
and I’m glad I was still kind.”

They had an epic battle, but eventually moms called from the flanks.
As they started towards their homes,
Henry looked at Wizzelly and said “Thanks.”

Wizzelly had learned some lessons about how to be and how to play.
Now he knew he had the courage
to say what he needed to say.