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What the Sun was upset about

What the Sun was upset about

sun says hello

I was out for a walk when the Sun said, “Hey, Brooks, how’s it going?”

I said, “Sun, it’s so nice to hear from you. I’m doing pretty good, thanks. How about you?”

The Sun said, “I’m feeling upset.”

I said, “I’m sorry to hear that. About what, Sun?”

The Sun said, “I’m mad at the Moon for pretending it’s me. At night it steals my light and pretends that it’s its light!!”

I said, “You sound pretty upset, Sun.”

The Sun said, “I am!”

I said, “You know it’s good to express your feelings.”

The Sun said, “Really?”

I said, “Yeah.”

The Sun said, “Oh, good, because I was feeling wrong for being mad…You know, maybe the Moon isn’t stealing my light. Maybe it’s honoring me by reflecting my brilliance when I’m away. The Moon could be saying, “Don’t worry, the Sun will be coming back soon. In the meanwhile, here’s a reminder that it loves you.”

I said, “You’re probably right.”

The Sun said, “Yeah, thanks. Okay, well, I hope you have a good rest of your day.”

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Would you please?

Would you please?

“It’s me, the desert. I’m really thirsty. Would you possibly come out here and pour a jug of water on me?

If you do this, I will grant you a boon. The last person I granted a boon to was Thomas Jefferson. He was down on his luck at the time. He came out to visit and poured at least a gallon of water on me. It was not long after that, that he found himself writing the Declaration of Independence!”

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Prubt the dog

Prubt the dog

“My name is Prubt the dog. This is a picture of me in my boat. I love to ride it up and down the Zowzie river. It takes my mind off of things that are bothering me, like the squirrel and the cat.

Sometimes fish swim alongside me. They want to race. Fish are very competitive. I pretend like we are going neck and neck, and then I push the accelerator and leave them scowling in the wake.

I hope to one day own and drive a car. I think I would be very good at it. But the state of Georgia disagrees. That’s why I said, “hope.”

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The river and the sea

The river and the sea

The river heads towards the sea.

The river reaches the sea and says, “I want to enter and be a part of you.”

The river says, “I was wanting to do the same thing.”

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Conversations with the volcano

Conversations with the volcano

I live next door to a volcano. We are good friends and have lunch together everyday. I sit on its rim, with my feet dangling over the edge, usually eating a sandwich.

The volcano likes to share with me its plans for future eruptions. I never realized all the considerations involved in an eruption, probably because I’ve never done it.

I share with the volcano the things I’ve recently experienced. Like today I told about the bluebird that woke me this morning by taping on my bedroom window. The volcano asked if I thought it was a positive omen. I said that I would have to see.

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The miserable lake

The miserable lake

I stood at the edge of the lake.

The lake said, “What do you want?”

I said, “Nothing, I’m just here to feel peaceful.”

The lake said, “I wish I were peaceful.”

I said, “What do you mean?”

The lake said, “I’m unhappy because I wish I were an Ocean, and I hate that I smell like fish, and I can’t seem to get rid of the algae, and I should have more and better waves, and I’m bugged that when people get in me, they shudder and complain that I’m too cold.”

I said, “I gotta go.”