Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 03, 2012
Ferald Feeling Blue
A tragedy has happened here tonight. There is evidence of it all over the ground. Pieces and bits of bark that once made up the walls of Ferald's beloved hollow log house is all that remains. Unbeknown to Ferald, while he was out and about, someone or something completely demolished his home. It is a sad time for Ferald indeed, he has nowhere to live, nowhere to go. "Who would do something like this!" he cried. He missed his hollow log house. Ferald sat in the same spot, day after day and night after night, on top of a small hill where his house once stood.
As the night came around once again, an anomaly shines bright like a shimmering diamond coming down from above. So bright is this light, that it looks as if it's the only star piercing through the dark. It's moving in closer and closer -- this is certainly no star.
After crying himself to sleep, Ferald is awakened by a bow-legged alien named Qwiby. A bit startled by the visitor, Ferald soon learn that his new celestial friend, has the power to make that which is broken whole again. The pieces and bits of bark that once made up his home, and was scattered about amongst the ground, began to piece themselves together. Ferald watched in awe as his house seem to repair itself right in front of his eyes. There stood his home in all of its whimsical detail. When Ferald turned to ask Qwiby how in the world did he do that...he was gone.
As the night came around once again, an anomaly shines bright like a shimmering diamond coming down from above. So bright is this light, that it looks as if it's the only star piercing through the dark. It's moving in closer and closer -- this is certainly no star.
After crying himself to sleep, Ferald is awakened by a bow-legged alien named Qwiby. A bit startled by the visitor, Ferald soon learn that his new celestial friend, has the power to make that which is broken whole again. The pieces and bits of bark that once made up his home, and was scattered about amongst the ground, began to piece themselves together. Ferald watched in awe as his house seem to repair itself right in front of his eyes. There stood his home in all of its whimsical detail. When Ferald turned to ask Qwiby how in the world did he do that...he was gone.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Birzy and Wormzy
Birzy and Wormzy are not your typical good friends. You see, Birzy wants to find and eat a worm. But he doesn't quite know what a worm looks like. And Wormzy, he wants to avoid being eaten by a bird (a whippoorwill if you will), but he doesn't quite know what a bird looks like. These two go through life helping one another out whenever they can. If Birzy needs more sticks and twigs for his nest, Wormzy would be more than happy to gather some for him. If Wormzy needs to find a good mud hole to crawl into, Birzy would gladly spot one from above and let him know where it is. Their little adventures brings together two very different creatures in an unimaginable friendship. Fun is always at the forefront, togetherness is everlasting, in a mutual bond that cannot be broken.
The question is, if Birzy and Wormzy acually knew what they were, how do you think this would effect their friendship?
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Ferald Reading Amid The Sunlight
Hmm...what kind of books do you think Ferald likes to read? Well, you need not wonder anymore. There's nothing he likes reading more about than...Bunny Rabbits! Big bunnies, small ones, pink bunnies, blue ones, fluffy bunnies, smooth ones and even silly bunnies. Somewhere in Woodzley, before the sun begins to set, Ferald finds a nice comfortable spot to sit, and then he reads his favorite book for hours. He can read the same silly bunny story over and over again. He enjoys the pictures most of all, looking at the art of bunnies hopping, tumbling and acting a fool, brings a smile to this ferret's face. As the sun begins to set, as it does every evening around this time, the sunlight becomes too dim for Ferald to continue reading. He close his bunny book and scurries on home to his hollow log house. There at home, when he's off to sleep, he dreams about all of the bunnies that are running around inside of his head.
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