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Let's go to the garage and find a ladder, any ladder will do; the length doesn't matter. We'll pick the bright apples, how much fun it will be! Mom will make pie, we'll be the apple of her eye. Let's not be shy, let's go and try.
Wait just a minute, the ladder can wait. We better climb fast before it's too late. There's a snake in the grass, and he's moving real fast. He's a poisonous one, so we better run. Don't move too slow; up the tree we must go. Let's just hope the snake won't follow!
Oh no! We're in trouble. Mom wants to burst like a bubble. She sees us in the tree, and she's anything but happy. She told us to tidy the living room. She glares at us while holding the kitchen broom. "There's a snake down there," we shout, we cry, but she thinks we're telling a big, fat lie. She starts to frown. "Don't worry, Mom, we're coming down."
We climb down the tree and quickly start walking. To our surprise, we see two flowers talking. "How lovely is spring," one says to the other. "But the cool night is falling, oh, what a bother. These kids are a pain! Hey, it's starting to rain." It was a lovely sun-shower, lasting less than half an hour.
Excerpted from Let's Climb the Apple Tree by Lynda Mill Copyright © 2012 by Lynda Mill. Excerpted by permission of Trafford Publishing. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Posted April 21, 2013