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The School in the Big Dark Forest

THE SCHOOL IN THE BIG DARK FOREST written by Debbie Williamson It was a very early September morning when Mrs. Raccoon stood at the end of Racum's bed, calling his name repeatedly. "Racum! Racum!" she called. "Come on son, it's time to get up. School starts in an hour." "School!" thought Racum to himself as he pretended that he was sleeping. "Why do I have to go to school?" Mrs. Racum bent over Racum's bed and saw his eyelids flutter. "Come on Racum!" she called. "I know you are awake." "Oh Mom!" cried Racum. "Why do I have to go to school? I can learn all kinds of things right here from you and Father." "Yes, that is true," said Mrs. Raccoon. "However, there are many things that we won't be able to teach you. Now, come on … Read entire article »

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Racum Almost Missed Christmas

RACUM ALMOST MISSED CHRISTMAS written by Debbie Williamson Racum went out to get some kindling and it turned very cold. He almost missed Christmas.         Once upon a time there was a little raccoon.  His name was Racum.  Racum was just an ordinary raccoon, who loved to play with his friends and eat good food like chocolate cake and chocolate chip cookies. He, like all his other raccoon friends, loved Christmas. He loved to receive presents and he loved to give presents, especially to his Mother and Father.      Racum, however, almost slept through Christmas one year. That was a year that he would never forget. This was how the tale went:       One year, I believe it was the year 1985, it turned very cold, very fast. Racum had been gathering some kindling out … Read entire article »

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Story 414 – Big Yellow

BIG YELLOW written by Debbie Williamson “Hey Racum!” exclaimed Sly Fox. “How are you today?” “Good,” said Racum. “And you?” “Good,” said Sly Fox. “Want to do something today?” “Sure,” said Racum. “But what?” “Well,” said Sly. “Let’s go find Big Yellow.” “No,” said Racum. “I’m not going to go anywhere near Big Yellow.” “You are scared,” said Sly. “You bet I’m scared,” said Racum. “And so should you.” “I’m not scared,” said Sly. “You think what my dad said to everyone last night is true?” “Absolutely,” said Racum. “I trust your dad one hundred percent and so does everyone in this town. After all, he is the police chief.” “Yes,” said Sly. “But how can there be a big yellow bird that goes around stealing things?” “Well,” said Racum. “Even your dad said it was unbelievable but several animals in the Big … Read entire article »

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Story 388 – Peter Porcupine

PETER PORCUPINE written by Debbie Williamson It was a beautiful autumn afternoon in the Big Dark Forest. Racum Raccoon was outside playing with a big pile of leaves that he had just finished raking up. “This is so much fun!” exclaimed Racum to himself as he stood in the middle of the pile throwing leaves up over his head. Racum continued throwing leaves around until suddenly he felt something sharp on his paw. “Ouch!” cried Racum. “That hurt!” Racum looked down at the pile of leaves and to his surprise saw a porcupine crawling slowly out from under it. “Your quills are sharp,” said Racum, looking at the porcupine. “I know,” said the porcupine. “I don’t like them one bit.” “Why?” asked Racum. “Because they make everyone afraid of me,” said the porcupine. “I’m not afraid of you,” said Racum. “You’re not,” … Read entire article »

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Friendship

FRIENDSHIP written by Debbie Williamson Hi! My name is Racum Raccoon. I live in the Big Dark Forest with my Mom and Dad. Today, I am very excited. I was invited to a birthday party in Mountain Grove, Ontario. It is Jennifer Leigh Hanna's birthday. She is seven years old, now. Jennifer is my best friend. I am going to Bear's house first. He is going to come to the party with me. "Hello Bear," I said when I knocked on his door. "Are you ready?" "Ready for what?" asked Bear. "Today is Jennifer's birthday party," I told him. "We have to go to her house." "Oh no!" exclaimed Bear. "I forgot all about it. I don't even have a gift for her." Bear was very upset. He loved birthday parties very much and he did not want to … Read entire article »

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Racum Raccoon’s First Day of School

RACUM RACCOON'S FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL written by Debbie Williamson "Racum dear," said Mrs. Raccoon.  "What would you like for breakfast this morning?" "I'm not hungry, Mom," said Racum. "Not hungry," said Mr. Raccoon, laying down the morning paper.  "That's a switch!" "Are you not feeling well?" asked Mrs. Raccoon. "No," said Racum.  "I'm not.  I've got a sore tummy!" "Oh dear," said Mrs. Raccoon.  "Racum, this is your first day of school.  You can't be sick today!" Mrs. Raccoon felt Racum's forehead. "At least he doesn't have a temperature," said Mrs. Raccoon, relieved.  "I know what's wrong," Mr. Raccoon whispered to his wife.  "He's got the first day of school jitters." "Right," said Mrs. Raccoon.  "That would explain everything." "Look Racum," said Mr. Raccoon.  "You'd better eat up.  You're going to have a very busy day today." "Yes," said Mrs. Raccoon.  "You … Read entire article »

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Story 355 – Forgotten Birthday

FORGOTTEN BIRTHDAY written by Debbie Williamson Racum Raccoon sat around in his den in the Big Dark Forest waiting and hoping that someone would come and visit him. See, today was Racum’s birthday but nobody seemed to remember, except of course his parents. Racum was kind of sad about this because he always made a special point of remembering the birthday’s of his friends. “Well,” said Mrs. Raccoon, dusting Racum’s room. “That is too bad. Not one of your friends remembered your birthday.” “Yes,” said Racum, not really wanting to talk about it. “I am very disappointed. Some friends I have.” Just then Racum’s mother heard a knock at the door. “Racum, dear,” she said. “Be a good little raccoon and go see who is at the door.” Racum went down the stairs slowly, with his head … Read entire article »

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Harold the Snowman

HAROLD THE SNOWMAN written by Debbie Williamson It was a very cold, but sunny winter day in the Big Dark Forest. Racum Raccoon and Mad Dog Wolf were playing in the schoolyard. It was recess time. "What do you want to do now?" asked Mad Dog Wolf. "I don't know," said Racum. "Why don't we build a snowman?" "A snowman," said Mad Dog. "I don't know how to build one." "You've never built a snowman before," said Racum. "No," said Mad Dog. "Well," said Racum. "You don't know what you're missing." "Let's build one, then" said Mad Dog. Racum took a big handful of snow and started packing it into a snowball. Mad Dog did the same thing. "You know," said Mad Dog. "This is fun." "Yes," said Racum. "I once heard about a snowman who came to life." "Imagine," said Mad Dog. … Read entire article »

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Story 263 – Coyote Fever

COYOTE FEVER written by Debbie Williamson “Hello!” Racum heard a voice from behind him. Racum turned around and took a look at the animal that was behind him. He was a very pretty animal with a whitish grey looking coat of fur. He looked like a wolf, only not quite as scary as a wolf. “Hi!” exclaimed Racum. “I was wondering if you wanted to be my friend,” said the voice. “Sure,” said Racum. “But you’re not a wolf are you?” “No,” said the voice. “I’m a coyote. My name is Katie Coyote.” “Coyote,” said Racum. “That is interesting. I’ve never met a coyote before.” “We are a lot like a wolf,” said Katie. “However, we aren’t as mean and scary as a wolf.” “My best friend is a wolf,” said Racum. “His name is Mad Dog Wolf. He used … Read entire article »

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Story 111 – Racum`s Decision

RACUM`S DECISION written by Debbie Williamson “Son,” said Mr. Raccoon. ”How are your plans coming for your fair entry?” ”Good,” said Racum. ”I’m almost finished my project.” ”I guess you will be winning another first prize ribbon this year,” said Mr. Raccoon. ”I think so,” said Racum. Mr. Raccoon proudly tapped his son on the shoulder and they both went into the house. ”What’s the matter?” asked Mr. Raccoon when he noticed that Mrs. Raccoon was sitting at the kitchen table, crying. ”I just got a phone call from Mabel Skunk, the coordinator of this year’s fall fair,” cried Mrs. Raccoon. ”She said I can’t enter my quilt in this year’s competition.” ”Why not?” asked Mr. Raccoon. ”You have worked so hard at it!” ”They are only allowing one entry per family this year,” cried Mrs. Raccoon. ”Oh no!” exclaimed Racum. … Read entire article »

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