“How come nobody has fixed the wires on the stage yet?” asked Christopher Corn, angrily, during a recent practice session. “It was raining and we have live wires everywhere. I can see someone tripping on them and that someone will probably be me.”
“I will fix them,” said Oliver Onion. “I don’t have anything better to do anyway.”
“I would appreciate that very much,” said Christopher. “I am going to go for a walk. I need to cool my
Christopher went for a walk. He saw a cornfield up ahead. He decided he would go for a walk there. He walked and walked. He never really paid too much to the direction he was walking. He was agitated.
“I don’t know why I got so agitated,” said Christopher. “I will have to thank Oliver for offering to fix the wires. That was very nice of him. I think I will head back to the barn and help him.”
Christopher turned around and started walking. After about half an hour, he stopped and took a look around him at where he was. All he could see were stalks of corn in every direction he looked.
“Great,” thought Christopher aloud. “A cob of corn lost in a corn field. I sure didn’t think that through very well.”
Christopher knew he would not be found anytime soon. He had no way of letting anyone know where he was. He had absolutely nothing with him.
Christopher started singing to himself. He sang louder and louder. All of a sudden, a thought struck him.
“Everyone seems to always tell me about how loud I can sing,” said Christopher. “I hope they can hear me.”
Christopher sang his heart out. A section of the song he was singing called for a screaming voice. Christopher screamed and screamed as loud as he could.
“Christopher!” called a very familiar voice. “Are you okay?”
“No Farmer Fred,” said Christopher. “I am lost.”
“Take about twenty steps in front of you,” said Farmer Fred. “I can hear your voice and it doesn’t seem to be too far away.”
Christopher took a few steps in front of him. He saw the barn in the distance. He was so happy.
“A cob of corn getting lost in a corn field,” laughed Farmer Fred when Christopher told him what happened. “There has to be a song in that one.”
“I don’t think so,” said Christopher. “That is an experience I would rather forget.”
“Fair enough,” said Farmer Fred.
Christopher went to the barn and helped Oliver with the wires.
“Was that you singing in the corn field?” asked Oliver.
“Yes it was,” said Christopher, hoping Oliver didn’t know he was lost.
“You sure do have an amazing voice,” said Oliver.
“Thank you,” said Christopher.
“You should sing like that more often,” said Oliver.
Christopher did sing like that more and he found he got so many compliments. Christopher decided his screaming voice was going to be his trademark.
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