You ready? Ready as I'll ever be. Hey, play fair. You're here. Oh, I hear. May the best thumb wrestler win. Three, two, one.

Hey Rachel. Hey Peter. Whoa, what is happening? We are thumb wrestling. Oh, that looks like fun. Hey, I got to get in on this. Hey, we yeah. What? You want a thumb wrestle? No, no, but I do want a toe wrestle. Oh, yeah, she was off.

Three, two, one. Whoa, wait, did you just hear that? I think it was probably just my toe screaming. What? Peter, no. How? I win. Whoa, okay, I heard a scream too. Yeah, me too. I heard a scream. I really think it might be my toe or my heel. They do hate each other. Okay. Yeah, where is the screen coming from? Out there. Look, it looks like there's a tiny man in a suit with a brief

case and he's getting closer and closer to the ship as if he's thrown from a slingshot. That is what it is. Rollo, my goodness. I didn't see you there. Wait, what do you mean? No one ever sees me. I mean, I wear a bright red bandana. Anyway, that's the inspector. I forgot that today is our inspection. Inspection? You know, the safety inspection to make sure everything is up to code running smoothly. I'm sure I told you all about the inspection. Uh, no.

You didn't. Oh, you know what? I think I told myself. Good luck. Whatever you do, don't let him see anything on the ship. Okay, bye. Wait, wait, wait.

What is the ship? Great. He's locked himself in my duck, duck goose row. The inspector is almost here.

Hello, hello. Remember, can't show him anything on the ship. Hello.

Story pirates. Time for inspection. Please show me everything on this ship. Oh, no. Oh, yes, it says right here. Everything.

Yeah, I love cockwoods. Just think of the most weird thing they can ever think of. I put some jokes in there. I hope you like it. Just story pirates.

Welcome back to the Story Pires podcast where we take stories written by kids and turn them into sketches and songs. Very interesting.

Oh, hey, what are you writing down on your clipboard? That's none of your business. Why did you just write down none of your business? That's none of your business.

Uh, why don't we take our minds off this inspection by doing the story? Yeah! Listeners, this first story is about a girl who has to fight for the sweeter things in life. And here to introduce it is the author herself.

Hi, my name is Bryn. I'm 10 years old and I live in California. This is my story, Mead Elf Street.

Good morning class. I have a special announcement to make. We have a new student joining the fourth grade. Let's give a big eclectic city welcome to Mead Bell. Mead Bell, why don't you tell us all a little bit about yourself?

Okay, let's see. My name is Mead Bell. I'm in fourth grade and I just moved here from Redwood Town. My life was awesome. But like in one snap, my world was turned upside down. I left behind a peach tree in the backyard where my friends and I would hang. My favorite local library. My friendly maper, Mr. Yang.

Alright, Mead Bell. I didn't ask for your whole life story, although bonus points were singing. That was really ambitious. Thank you. Okay, back to class. Wait, one more thing.

If you really want to understand who I am, I need to tell you about my favorite thing in the whole world.

I love treats. They make life sweeter every day. Mead Bell, ice cream cookies candy. Always chase my blues away. This is bad.

Because when you try your best on a spelling test, you earn yourself a treat. Oh boy, that's the kind of feeling that can't be beat. That's enough. Mead Bell, that word is inappropriate.

What word? Treats? What's wrong with treats? Go ahead, tell class.

Mead Bell, here in the collect city, we don't have treats. You never have a cookie in your lunch box or chocolate after school. When you finish a six-page map assessment.

Nothing. Treats are against the law, mead. What? Who would make a law like that? The mayor, of course. He and he alone knows what's best for a collect city. More like neglect city.

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