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On my main blog I try use humor with the goal of depicting my thoughts in a way that will entertain the reader. On this blog I write my thoughts without any goal in mind.

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Saturday, November 28, 2009

A Tree

Below is a story from my ten-year-old niece, Kristi. I have posted some of her work in the past. I think her punctuation is much better than the majority of my 8th graders.

Today I saw a tree. Now. I know what you're thinking. "Trees are everywhere. It's not an event to see one!" Yes, reader, I am aware of that. BUT! This tree was something........

Time for explanations. Okay. Let me describe what happened.We were stopped at a red light, and it just so happens that there was this tree right outside of my window. Let me describe it. It was blotchy with brown and white on its bark. The leaves were perfectly green. The bark was what caught my eye. The way it was spotted, it looked like someone dumped either a bucket of white paint or brown all over the trunk. The paint had dried and peeled revealing the opposite color. I know it wasn't paint. It seemed to me that the bark was either white, but chipping to show brown, or brown, but chipping to show white. This tree was so strange. It caught my eye. Again.

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