The Yellow Duck Visits SA Kids

When the Yellow Duck learned he was going to be written about in SAKidsonline.com, he was very excited. He was so excited, he decided to visit the Prime Time newspapers office.

After putting on his green hat and sliding into his flip flops, he got in his orange car. The Yellow Duck drives an orange car that has cartoons of ducks drawn all over it. His friend, Mr. Frog, is an artist. Mr. Frog loves to draw, and draws everywhere he goes. His whole house is painted with a special paint that you can draw on. Then, after you're tired of the drawings, you simply erase them! After that, you can start all over again! The Yellow Duck loves going to Mr. Frog's house since it's always different.

The Yellow Duck drove all the way to PrimeTime's office on Judson Road. When he got there, he parked his car and waddled up to the door. Suddenly, he stopped.

A cat had thrown itself against the door, and was hissing at him. Her back was arched and her yellow eyes bore through the door meanly.

"This is my house!" the cat mewed loudly. "You can't come in!"

The Yellow Duck was not happy. He wanted to see where the magazine was made, and this cat was stopping him. He puffed up his chest and took another step to the door. The cat his louder.

"Go away!" the cat hissed. "Ducks don't belong at Prime Time. This is my home."

"What do I do?" the Yellow Duck wondered. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Look!" he shouted. "There's a mouse!"

The cat was so distracted, she turned around the corner and ran. The Yellow Duck waddled quickly to the front desk.

"Excuse me," he said politely. "Where is SAKids?"

The nice lady pointed him in the right direction, and he waddled slowly to the back of the office.

When he got to the office, the Yellow Duck was a bit confused. He had imagined a busy office with large pieces of paper and editors pasting stories and pictures on them.

Instead, all he saw were some cubicles.

"This is boring," he thought to himself. "This doesn't look like an exciting magazine at all. People are just hunched over staring at computers and talking on phones. This looks like my dad's office. BOOORRRINNNGGG."

Suddenly, he heard a hiss behind him. The cat had rounded the corner.

"You!" she hissed.

"AHHH!" the Yellow Duck took off running down the hall, he skidded around the corner and waddled down to the exit sign.

"I can't let her catch me," he said, breathing heavily. "She'll make duck nuggets out of me!" He threw all his weight against the exit door. It wouldn't open.

He glanced down the hall. The cat was coming closer.

"You should know better to mess with Miss Kitty!" the cat cackled.

The Yellow Duck desperately threw himself against the door. Nothing.

He tried again. Nothing.

Finally, in sheer desperation, he dug his web feet onto the tile and pushed with all his might. The door opened!

Sliding through, he saw a glimpse of Miss Kitty's whiskers as the door slammed shut.
"Whew!" he thought. "I'm safe."

Hearing a loud whirring, the Yellow Duck turned around. Then, he gasped in delight.

"A newspaper press!" he gasped. "Now this is cool! I wonder how it works."


To be continued......

Stay tuned for the next entry, "The Yellow Duck and The Printing Press"