Bridgett is on her way to Illinois for this week. So she may not get a chance to respond to our comments. Oh, well. We’ll just have to carry on without her. So here’s something I wrote:
Anna and Her Brother
It was a cool and windy fall Sunday. Anna and her brother got ready to go out. They were on their way to the candy store. The quickest way was to take a shortcut through the woods. Anna didn’t like going through the woods. There were many strange animals there, but her big brother was with her, so she wasn’t afraid.
The first animal they saw on their path, was a squirrel. It looked at them and stood on its hind legs. It said, “Turn back.” It then scampered off the path and into the brush. Anna knew her brother would not turn back and held onto his hand. The second animal they saw on the path, was a duck. It looked at them and said, “Turn back.” It then waddled off the path disappeared into the bushes. Anna looked up at her brother’s face and saw that he was determined to make it through the woods to the candy store. Anna held tighter to his hand. The third animal they saw on the path, was a llama. It looked at them and said, “Turn back.” just like the others. The llama then picked its way up a rocky hillside and out of sight. Anna and her brother kept going. They would not be told what to do by some animals.
They soon reached the end of the woods and there in front of them was the candy store. Anna’s big brother reached for the door handle, but it was locked. They looked at the stores hours and it said that they opened at Noon on Sunday. They looked at their watches and according to both of them, it was Noon. Except that it was Eleven AM. You see, this Sunday, Daylight Saving Time ends and they forgot to “Turn back” their watches.
I’ve learnt this lesson many times. We once had a pumpkin implode in our trunk before we ever actually did anything with it. (Mind you, we were planning to throw it off a mountain, but you think we ould have gotten around to it!)
I DO feel very strongly about disposing of the pumpkin before the “yuck!” stage. That is probably why I haven’t carved a jack-o-lantern in several years.
All those capital letters… Brig, I get the impression you feel very strongly about this… 😉
Bridgett is on her way to Illinois for this week. So she may not get a chance to respond to our comments. Oh, well. We’ll just have to carry on without her. So here’s something I wrote:
Anna and Her Brother
It was a cool and windy fall Sunday. Anna and her brother got ready to go out. They were on their way to the candy store. The quickest way was to take a shortcut through the woods. Anna didn’t like going through the woods. There were many strange animals there, but her big brother was with her, so she wasn’t afraid.
The first animal they saw on their path, was a squirrel. It looked at them and stood on its hind legs. It said, “Turn back.” It then scampered off the path and into the brush. Anna knew her brother would not turn back and held onto his hand. The second animal they saw on the path, was a duck. It looked at them and said, “Turn back.” It then waddled off the path disappeared into the bushes. Anna looked up at her brother’s face and saw that he was determined to make it through the woods to the candy store. Anna held tighter to his hand. The third animal they saw on the path, was a llama. It looked at them and said, “Turn back.” just like the others. The llama then picked its way up a rocky hillside and out of sight. Anna and her brother kept going. They would not be told what to do by some animals.
They soon reached the end of the woods and there in front of them was the candy store. Anna’s big brother reached for the door handle, but it was locked. They looked at the stores hours and it said that they opened at Noon on Sunday. They looked at their watches and according to both of them, it was Noon. Except that it was Eleven AM. You see, this Sunday, Daylight Saving Time ends and they forgot to “Turn back” their watches.
>b>JM,
[groan]
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JM,
[groan]
Leave it around long enough and it might cross-germinate with the leftover Christmas tree!
I’ve learnt this lesson many times. We once had a pumpkin implode in our trunk before we ever actually did anything with it. (Mind you, we were planning to throw it off a mountain, but you think we ould have gotten around to it!)
I DO feel very strongly about disposing of the pumpkin before the “yuck!” stage. That is probably why I haven’t carved a jack-o-lantern in several years.