Just a little things come and go in my squid mind...

 

 


One day with the Purple Goat


One cold morning Alden was dragging his feet on the way to school. He had not made one friend.

When Alden got to school a purple goat was sitting at his desk. The purple goat stuck his tongue out and laughed “Teeeeee heeeee” ----


A book dummy available upon request. Teeeee Heeeee.

 

 

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Kachi-Kachi-Yama: a Japanese folk tale

 

There were the naughty racoon, the old farmer, his wife and the rabbit with strong sense of justice...

 

Posted on Friday, February 1, 2013 at 03:29PM by Registered CommenterNumber One Squid | Comments Off

Swallow and Catfish

 

Everyday the catfish woke up at the bottom of the slow river. He rarely came up to the surface because he did not need to or want to. He ate almost anything floating in the water from snails and insects to leftovers from other fish.

One day, the catfish met a young swallow ---

Inspired by The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse it is a moral about individuals entitled to his or her own personal preferences.

 

 

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HALLOWE'EN - by Harry Behn

 

Tonight is the night

When dead leaves fly

Like witches on switches

Across the black sky,

When elf and sprite

Flit through the night

On a moony sheen.

 

Tonight is the night

When leaves make a sound

Like a gnome in his home

Under the ground,

When spooks and trolls

Creep out of holes

Mossy and green.

 

Tonight is the night

When pumpkins stare

Through sheaves and leaves everywhere,

When ghoul and ghost

And goblin host

Dance round their queen

It’s hallowe’en.

 

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Yarned

 

 

Yarn Fair 2011

City Sheep, Country Sheep

Forest Sheep, Mountain Sheep

Competition is on.

Coast Sheep’s signature yarn

soaked up the deep ocean.

Tastes a little like a drops of tears.

 

 

 



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