Evan Billups is a fifth-grader who’s been in the after-school writing program for two years. She wrote Moms Without Their Daily Coffee during winter break. I made very small grammatical edits to Evan’s original piece.

When moms don’t get their nice cup of coffee in the morning, it gets nasty. First they notice when they’re driving you to school.

“Oh no! I couldn’t get my coffee pot to work so I didn’t get my coffee!” Mom says.

“Oh, mom! Please get it later!” you say.

“No, no, and no! I have a terrible headache and I left my aspirins at home,” Mom says. She pulls off Woodstock Street and quickly drives to the nearest Starbucks. “Stay in here. This will take five minutes.”

“Yeah right,” you mutter.

She’s in there staring at the menu board. You can actually hear her asking, “Pike Place or French Roast?” After ten minutes, you get up and go in.

“It’s 8:10, Mom! I’m going to be late if you don’t hurry up.”

“Oh, well, I’ll get Pike Place then,” Mom says. “But please take your time, I don’t want it rushed or it will taste too light. I want extra bold coffee.”

So then the coffee-maker person takes lots of time and does five extra stirs. By then you give up about not being late. It’s 8:20 and Mom is searching for a five dollar bill. She finally finds it and then slowly walks out the door.

By the time you get to school, it’s 8:30. You walk in and explain to Carla at the front desk, “I was late because my mom wanted a perfect coffee.” She is about to write a running late slip, but then puts her pen down.

“Seems like a suitable excuse. Go to class now,” she says.

You walk down the hall congratulating yourself on not being counted late. You walk into Mrs. Yochim’s and Miss B’s. They start to say, “Where’s your late slip?” but you quickly say, “My mom wanted a perfect coffee.” Mrs. Yochim and Miss B. shrug and say, “Sounds like a suitable excuse. Now start reading the Reading Street books.”

I guess coffee is really important in grown ups’ lives.