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The Little Ant and the Apple Tree
By Evelyn Razilov, Kenn Yapsangco
Trafford PublishingCopyright © 2013 Evelyn Razilov
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It was a nice fall time; the ants worked underground all day long. Then came the wise ant and said, "Tomorrow we are going to change our direction. I saw a field where there is a big apple tree. Apples grow on the tree, but some of the apples can be found on the ground."
There was a little ant, he was very inquisitive like all little's.
"How do apples get on the ground?" asked the little ant.
The ants were so busy they continue to be engaged in their work and did not pay any attention to the little ant.
The little ant waited for an answer, and then he screamed, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" as loud as he could.
The ants still were engaged in their work.
Screaming didn't help.
The little ant started to stomp his feet, but still the ants were not paying any attention to him.
Then he started to scream and stomp his feet, but still that didn't help.
"Okay," said the little ant, "I know how to make the ants pay attention to me.
"I'll go for adventure and I'll find the answer by myself. And my question was: How do apples get to the ground?"
It was his first adventure; he has never been outside before. He only saw ants all his life.
When he left his warm house, he didn't know what was going to happen next, and then he came across a grasshopper.
"Who are you?" asked the little ant.
"I'm a grasshopper and who are you?"
"I'm an ant, and I'm going to the place where apples grow, but I don't know which way to go."
"I know this place, I'll show you," said the grasshopper.
While they were walking, the little ant was asking a lot of questions, such that the grasshopper got out of the pass and they both fell on the hole, which flows into the river.
"Help! Help! Help!" The little ant and grasshopper screamed for help.
Underground, the busy ants noticed that the little ant is not around.
And they get worried. "Where could he be?" asked the little ant's mom, dad, and the other ants.
All the ants started to help search for the little ant.
The ants looked everywhere–underground at every crack–but there was no sign of the little ant. Then the wise ant said, "We have to look on the ground."
By this time when the ants went outside, they heard a voice. "It's my little ant," said the little ant's mom. "I can hear his voice, it is coming from the river."
For the luck of the little ant and the grasshopper, the river was close to the ants' anthill.
The oldest ants took the little ant and the grasshopper from the water.
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