A Helping Hand
“I am getting old,” Uncle Cecil remarked to Aurora Fox, his voice laced with concern. “My eyesight is failing me,…
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“I am getting old,” Uncle Cecil remarked to Aurora Fox, his voice laced with concern. “My eyesight is failing me,…
“Oh, Aurora!” exclaimed Mrs. Beacon, the wife of a neighboring farmer. “It is nice to see you out and about…
“Harriet, please don’t talk to me right now,” said Angry Cat, as he brushed past her, almost knocking her over.…
“Hi there,” said Travelin’ Rick into his microphone. “It is now autumn, and I want to share with you what…
It was a dull and dreary autumn day, and most of the characters in Storyland were feeling it. That is,…
“Chester!” cried Suzie Chipmunk, her tiny nose twitching with concern. “I really think we need to get all the acorns…
“Oh, it must be autumn,” said Canada Moose to himself as he walked through the thick forest. The air was…
Ant was walking through the forest on a warm autumn day. The golden leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and…
“George!” cried Sunflower Suzie, her voice urgent. “Come quick!” George dropped the gardening tools he was using and quickly rushed…
Quebite poked his head out from under his rock, nestled beside a towering maple tree, its branches stretching towards the…
Pumpkin Fairy stood outside her vast pumpkin patch, surrounded by vines heavy with juicy orange pumpkins, her husband, the Pumpkin…
“I am going to find a new friend in Storyland this autumn,” said Mr. Red Leaf to himself, as a…