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Story 565 – Green Grass

February 7th, 2010 | 2 Comments

GREEN GRASS written by Debbie Williamson “Hi Spot,” said Fawn, early one spring morning. “What are you up to?” asked Spot, cleaning up the kitchen. “Nothing,” said Fawn. “You are up to something,” said Spot. “It is too early in the morning for you to be out of bed.” “Not really,” said Fawn. “Yes really,” said Spot. “It was 10:00 am yesterday before you rolled out of bed and decided to face the day and right now it isn’t even quite 7:00 am.” “Why is it that you always think I’m up to something?” asked Fawn. “Fawn,” said Spot. “I know you.” “I see,” said Fawn. “Well I’m going out for awhile. I’ll be back in about an hour or so.” “Okay,” said Spot, giving Fawn a funny look. Spot watched Fawn out the kitchen window and surprisingly enough, he wasn’t doing … Read entire article »

Filed under: Fawn and Spot Stories, Spring Stories

Green, Green, Green

January 30th, 2010 | 3 Comments

GREEN, GREEN, GREEN written by Debbie Williamson "Look how lush and green everything is outside," said Chester Chipmunk, looking out of the window of his home. "I think that I am going to go outside and play." "Yes," said Suzie Chipmunk, Chester's sister. "It looks so beautiful. Lets go and play." Chester and Suzie were very excited about the fact that everything was so green because it had been a long, cold winter and when spring finally did come, it was cold and damp. Summer finally came and so far it was turning out to be the best summer of all. "Oh look at all the long, green grass out here," said Chester. "I'm going to roll in it!" "Me too!" said Suzie. Both Chester and Suzie laughed as they rolled and frolicked through the grass. "Ouch!" Chester … Read entire article »

Filed under: Chester Chipmunk Stories, Summer Stories

Story 97 – Fawn’s Mixed Up Spring

January 21st, 2010 | 5 Comments

FAWN’S MIXED UP SPRING written by Debbie Williamson It was a cold winter day on the Hansen Farm, north of Oshawa, Ontario. The frost hung onto the window panes of the brightly painted red barn. “Why is it so cold?” asked Fawn, standing in his stall, shivering. “It’s winter,” said Spot. “How come you’re not shivering?” asked Fawn. “Probably because I eat hay,” said Spot. Fawn shrugged and turned up his nose. “What is the matter with hay?” asked Spot. “That is what we cows are supposed to eat?” “Well, I don’t like hay,” said Fawn. “I wish the Hansen children would hurry up with my breakfast.” “They are probably going to wait until it warms up a bit, first,” said Spot. “Oh sure!” exclaimed Fawn. “It’s alright to leave me with no breakfast, just as long as they are nice … Read entire article »

Filed under: Fawn and Spot Stories, Spring Stories

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