Anna Grows Up
by Melinda L
Anna was looking at herself in her bedroom mirror,
when her little brother, Matt, entered. "What are you looking at?"
Anna replied: "I think I just got taller, Matt."
"Really? Right now?" Her five year old brother said,
Anna nodded. "Ever since this morning, at least." she
said, holding her sore finger, which she had pinched in her desk
drawer earlier that morning, "When I put this dress on it was
hanging right to my ankles. Now look at it! It's at least an inch
Matt's eyes widened fully, and he put a finger into
his mouth. "Maybe we should go tell Mommy?" he suggested.
"Good idea!" Anna shrugged at her reflection in the
mirror and followed Matt downstairs.
On the way they met Grandmother, who lived with them.
"Happy birthday, dear" she said. Today was Anna's 11th birthday.
Grandmother smiled and fondly pinched Anna's cheek. Suddenly Anna's
dress seemed tighter, and her shoes crowded her feet. Looking down
she noticed her dress was now at mid-calf. She gasped and quickly
hurried again to find mother. Mother was not inside.
"Let's look outside," Mathew suggested. He raced out
the back door, accidentally slamming in on Anna's finger.
"Ouch!" she cried as her finger got pinched in the
doorjamb. Suddenly a button popped off her dress, and she felt her
dress get even tighter. "Oh no!" Anna moaned. "I keep growing and
growing!" She took off her shoes, which were now much too small, and
continued her frantic search for Mother.
Unfortunately, though, it was just the beginning of
spring and Anna's feet were still tender from not running around
barefoot for so long. "Ouch!" she yelped as the rough ground beneath
her tender feet pinched her. She suddenly felt taller and looked
down in horror to see her dress was now just a little below her
She finally found Matt and Mother in the cellar.
Before Anna could say anything her Mom spoke, "Anna," could you get
that jar of preserves on the top shelf for me? I can't seem to reach
Never before had Anna been able to reach something
Mother couldn't, but she was able to easily fetch the jar for
"Thank you," said Mother, turning to make her way up
the cellar stairs.
"Mother!" Anna frantically called after her, alarmed
that her mother did not notice her increased height.
Mother turned, a questioning look in her eye, "Yes,
Anna? Is there something the matter?"
"Don't you notice anything different with me? Don't
you see that I am so much taller?"
Mother laughed pleasantly, "You are growing all the
time, that is nothing new, sweety!"
"But…" Anna began.
"No but's," Mother stopped her, "come, help me fix
Being so much taller and bigger, Anna found there
was so much more of herself to move around, resulting in her being
very clumsy. During the dinner making process, she managed to pinch
herself quite a few more times, which in turn, to Anna's horror,
made her grow nearly a foot more! In fact, by the time her father
came home, she was his height--six feet! She was now wearing one of
Mother's dresses, but even that was too small.
"Daddy!" Anna ran to meet him, hoping he would notice
her towering height, which Mother still failed to see as abnormal.
"Hi, birthday girl!" He hugged her hello. "You sure
have grown tall, it seems like just yesterday when you were just
this high." He measured with his hand.
"I was that tall yesterday!" Anna cried.
Her father chuckled and said, "It just seems that way.
Here let me give you a birthday pinch to help you grow an inch!" He
reached towards Anna to give her the traditional birthday treatment.
Anna's eyes widened and she opened her mouth and screamed…
"NOOOOOO!!!" She sat bolt upright in bed. Where was
she? Morning sunlight streamed in through a window. She realized she
was in her own bed in her own room. She must have only dreamed that
she was so tall, because now she was at her normal height. "That was
horrid dream!" Anna said to herself.
After putting on the same dress she had worn in her
dream (which now fit as it should, of course), and fixing her bed,
she started to make her way downstairs to see if Mother needed help
making breakfast. At the bottom of the stairs Anna met Grandmother.
"Happy Birthday, Anna," Grandmother hugged her. Today
was really Anna's 11th birthday. "My, my," Grandmother said, holding
Anna at arms length, "You are growing so tall! Soon you will be as
tall as your father!" She playfully said.
Anna gasped and ran back upstairs, relieved, upon
examining her height in her mirror, that she was still her normal
size. As Anna was looking at herself in her bedroom mirror, her
brother Matt entered, "What are you looking at?" he asked.
"Nothing," Anna quickly said, not wanting to explain
her weird dream.
"Have you seen my box of crayons?" Matthew asked.
"Yes, you left them in my room yesterday, so I put
them in my desk drawer," she answered, crossing her room to her
desk. Anna opened the desk drawer and handed Matt his crayons.
Anna's finger was in the way when she shut the drawer, and she
accidentally pinched it!
"Ouch!" she cried. Suddenly her dress started to feel
snug and she looked down, aghast to find that her dress was at least
two inches shorter! "Oh, dear!" She gasped, "Am I having a dream
within a dream?" Anna went right over to her bed and climbed in,
shoes and all. She went to sleep right away, hoping that when she
woke up, it would be for real this time. Or was none of this a dream
at all? She would have to find out tomorrow...