The Lost Summer
“Fawn,” said Spot, looking at the calendar that was hung on the wall of the kitchen. “The month of July…
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“Fawn,” said Spot, looking at the calendar that was hung on the wall of the kitchen. “The month of July…
“It is a beautiful summer evening,” said Christopher Corn. “It sure is,” said Farmer Fred. “I think I am going…
“It is a perfect summer day for practising our new material,” said Christopher Corn. “It isn’t too hot and it…
Apple Monster was sitting under his apple tree eating an apple pie that his friend, Millie, brought to him. He…
It was a cool autumn morning. Angry Baker had just got to the bake shop. He wanted to get an…
Allie Alphabet was at her friend, Betsy’s house for a sleepover. “Do you want some breakfast?” asked Betsy, the next…
I don’t know about you but I love sandwiches and the good thing is, there are lots of different types…
When I was a little girl, I would visit with my Grandma and Grandpa. They lived in a cottage that…
As I child, I remember spending a lot of time at my Grandparents cottage in Bobcaygeon, Ontario. Bobcaygeon is a…
“Hi Grampy,” said Fawn, happily. “How are you?” “I’m fine,” said Grampy. Fawn had not seen Grampy since Great Grandpa…
”What a warm night it is?” I complained, getting out of bed and opening up my bedroom window. ”Much better,”…
“Spot!” exclaimed Fawn, at seven o’clock one sunny, autumn morning. “Wake up!” “Oh, Fawn,” yawned Spot, sleepily. “Leave me alone.…