Grandpa Tom went jogging in the park. His feet were swift, his shoulders high, his eyes bright. He sped past fat young men who barely dragged their feet. When he noticed his shoelaces were undone, grandpa Tom stooped, and tied them. He could not straighten himself up. 'Help!' he cried.
The bear cub ventured alone into the forest. Not minding his step, he fell into a hole, from which he could not come out. He wept. The hole filled with his tears, and he swam out. He ran home to mother bear's cave. The tear-filled hole is today a lake. This week I'm republishing some … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #5
After seeing his sweetheart Jo kiss another boy, Martin ran to his chamber and wept himself to sleep. He dreamed he was a mean little spider that crawled in the night into Jo’s bed, and bit her big toe. Next morning, when Jo awoke, she found her big toe swollen. This week I’m republishing some … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #4
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