Look what we found--in the park--in the dark. We will take him home. We will call him Clark. He will live at our house. He will grow and grow. Will our Mother like this? We don't know.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
The Aunteater
This was an assignment for Dave Pimentel's story class...we were supposed to do a nice story sketch for a Shel Silverstein poem. I chose one about a kid who buys what he thinks is an 'genuine anteater.'
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