Alex the T-Rex

My inspiration was Maurice Sendak’s WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE! Dedicated to my boy because he was a wild thing!  He really did act like a T-Rex!! He loved dinosaurs.  ❤ He’s a genius as a young man now! 😉💜 How I miss those days!

From my personal blog.  Teachers DO have other lives outside of the classroom! I know, it’s hard to believe. ;


Stomp!  Stomp!  Stomp!  Goes Alex the T-Rex!  “He goes like this, Mom!”  As little Alex roars  with his little hands clutched to his side to make for the T-Rex’s little hands.  “Rrrrroooaaar!” says Alex the T-Rex.  Stomp!  Stomp!  Stomp!  Alex stomps his way into and out the kitchen where his Mom is cooking dinner.  Right before our eyes, Alex T-Rex’s  habitat slowly begins to get very dark, wet and muggy.

He stomps to the swamp to tease the little stegosaurus at the lake!  “Rrrroaarr!”  He goes with his horrible sound!  “It’s my turn for water, stegosaurus!  I’m the king of the jungle, out of the way!”  Stegosaurus steps aside to let him take his drink because he knows that Alex T-Rex IS the king.  Stomp!  Stomp!  Stomp!  He stomps to the tallest tree in the jungle and sees the Brontasaurus taking a bite of leaves.  “Give me those leaves, Brontosaurus!  I’m the king of the jungle, out of the way!”  Brontosaurus offers his branch to Alex T-Rex because he knows he truly is the king.

Stomp!  Stomp!  Stomp!  He makes his way into a large, cold cave at the side of the mountain.  Inside veloceraptor is sleeping on her soft nest of leaves that she picked the day before.  “Move over and let me rest, veloceraptor!  I’m the king of the jungle, out of the way!”  Veloceraptor gives up her nest because she knows Alex T-Rex is the king.

Stomp!  Stomp!  Stomp!  The vines begin to vanish, the trees begin to shrivel.  The daylight begins to fade into darkness.  Alex T-Rex stomps into his Mom’s kitchen.  ”Give me some chocolate milk!  I’m the king of the jungle, out of my way!”  His Mama sweeps him off the floor, and says, “I’m the queen of this kitchen, little man!  Put those claws up and stomp yourself to bed!” as she sweeps him from the floor and gives him a hug and kiss.  “You are the king of my world, little man!”  Mom stomps the little T-Rex to bed.  “Good nite, little man. I love you”, she says.  “Good nite, Mom, I love you too”, says Alex.

Alex lays in his bed, stares into the starry night outside his bedroom window.  Stomp, stomp, stomping… in his dreams! Ssssshhh!

Inspired by Maurice Sendak’s WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE