Once upon a time Tom was walking in the wheat grass. He was hunting for food for his family. Then he saw hunters heading for his family's den.
He didn’t know what to do. Then he thought. And he knew what to do. Then he started crowing. The hunters saw the turkey. Then they aimed their guns at him. He started running. Then they chased him. The turkey hid in the bushes. The hunters ran past him. Then he ran to his den. They were all right. Then the hunters ran back. The turkey made traps just in time. Then the net came on them. The hunters never had Thanksgiving.
P.S. this is not true. Ha ha Ha
Article posted November 18, 2011 at 04:51 PM •
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Hi I am Reece I amn in mrs crosby's class in Reno Nevada. That was a really good story. That turkey was really lucky. Those must have been some bad hunters if they just ran past the turkey. I mean turkeys are a pretty big bird. I never knew turkeys had names but I don't care tom is a awesome name. Well anyway taht was a really good blog. Maybe you could go on my blog site. Well bye.
Comment Posted on November 28, 2011 at 06:56 PM by
Cameron this is wonderful--you are wonderful. Remember the stories you used to tell me when we would go to Old Town. What an imagination! Love you.
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