The Bobbsie Twins: Lets Take a Trip to Scotland: Story 2

It was winter with snow twelve feet high piled up in the middle of Main Street. We were bored, Toni and I, but boredom seldom lasted long as we would come up with some way to break up the gloom of any circumstances.
One day I went to Toni's house. She had a book in her hand she had been reading. She began to explain that this book explained what each Scottish last name meant, and what part of Scotland each family was from. So we sat down and she read to me about my family, then read about hers.
Finally she put the book down. We looked at each other as if the thought had come to both of us at the same time. We wanted to go to Scotland.
As always we began thinking about this. We would need money, lots of money. So we decided to have bake sales, lemon aide sales, and any kind of sale we could possible come up with. We started taking as many babysitting jobs as possibly and started filling our jars. We had to wait until spring to do the sales.
One day as we were walking home from school, it occurred to us that we would need transportation to be able to go to Scotland. I thought about this for a moment when it hit me, "Hey, I have an uncle who has a plane." We discussed this for a moment and decided this was working out perfect. We ran to the library, thats where we always went, and we began writing a letter to Uncle Jim. We explained to him that we would have the money part all worked out if he could simply fly us to Scotland. Although I can't remember everything we said, I do remember it to be a long letter explaining our perfectly worked out plan. We asked the Liberian if she had an envelope, and she did find one for us but gave us a look of disgust as she handed it to us. She knew we were up to something, again. We were never very quiet and that bothered her too. I don't remember how we got the stamp but we were successful at getting the letter mail out.
We waited and we waited, but never received a reply.
Christmas break came and my family went to Beaver for Christmas. It was a really fun trip. We went to hi low where Grandpa and Grandma had a mountain home. Uncle Jim had a mountain home as well just down from Grandpa and Grandma's place. I remember Grandpa pulling us on sleds down the Mountain road, cousins ice skating on the ponds, and most of all I remember going in to Uncle Jim's Cabin. He didn't say anything to me about Scotland, which really disappointed me. Our way to Scotland wasn't looking to good. He did call my dad in to a room to talk to him. I will never know what was said in there, but what ever it was it made my dad mad. I even got in trouble. I'm not sure why I got in trouble either. My dad just told me I embarrassed him.
Needles to say, Toni and I never did make it to Scotland, and it's still my dream to go there someday. I should give Toni a call and see if she still wants to go too. :)