BBQ at the Beach

by Alanah Banks, Egypt Browder, James Jackson, and Makayla Bowman

Mangoes are heart-shaped. 

A blue bottle fly was looking for nectar!

A mango tree saw that he was hungry, so he fed him. 

The blue bottle fly brought pollen back to his family, his brothers, his mother, and his dad. So they could all help pollinate the mango tree. 

After that, he became best friends with the mango tree and they ate mangoes together everyday. 

They went to the Nectar Café. It was on a beach. They could smell chicken. They could see ducks and hear the river, and they could touch sand and it felt like Play-Doh. They saw fruit trees and became friends with them, too!

They could hear birds tweeting in English and Spanish and one bird tweeted: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve,
diez . . . counting the geese on the beach. 

The blue bottle fly shone in the light. He and the mango tree went into the Nectar Café and ran into a butterfly who the blue bottle fly had been friends with for 18 years. And also a brand-new friend, a ladybug!

Together, they ordered mango smoothies and went back to the beach to watch the sunset and swim in the water. 

“That makes me hungry,” said Noodle P. Bow Jr., the blue bottle fly. 

His friend Pea Pod, the butterfly, had a great idea. “Let’s fly to Texas for the best mango BBQ ribs,” she said. 

Red Rose, their ladybug friend, whispered, “How about you order whatever sides you want.” And then she shouted, “Mac and cheese, here I come!”

On the way to Texas, it started raining mango seeds and mango trees started to magically grow. 

“Guys, we made it!” shouted Pea Pod. “The Bee’s Butter BBQ Chicken Restaurant.” 

“I could smell that BBQ 50 miles ago,” said Noodle. 

So the three friends ate mango BBQ ribs and mac and cheese until they were stuffed. Too tired to fly back, they got on a plane and watched the Lions game. 

“I can’t wait to get back home to Belle Isle,” said Noodle P. Bow Jr.