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Sampler Saturday: The T(r)oll Bridge

CHAPTER 5

The T(r)oll Bridge
by Elizabeth, age 12

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“Hello!” said a voice.

Elizabeth, Espio and Roxie looked up into the face of a troll.

“It’ll cost one gold coin to cross my bridge,” the troll said.

Roxie pulled out the bag of copper coins that she found in the coffin room. “Here,” she said. “It’s not gold, but it should do.”

“Two gold coins,” said the troll, smacking the coin out of Roxie’s hand.

Roxie’s jaw dropped to the ground.

“Let me handle this one,” said Espio.

He began to vanish before Elizabeth, Roxie, and the troll’s eyes! Very quickly, Espio dashed across the bridge.

Hearing his footsteps, the troll lifted the bridge, thinking Espio was still on it. But Espio had run so fast, that he was already safe on the other side!

Roxie jumped up, kicking the troll in the face, causing him to drop the bridge.

“Nice kicks, girl!” Espio said, turning visible on the other side of the chasm.

“Thanks!” Roxie replied, smacking the troll with her long tail.

Espio threw an explosive shuriken star at the troll, and the troll fell down during the explosion.

“Now how are we gonna get across?” asked Roxie.

She and Elizabeth looked down. The bridge was nothing more than a tiny dust speck in the distance.

But… they had forgotten about…

THE SLIME!!!
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Wordless Wednesday: Springy

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A Birthday Rebus

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Sampler Saturday: The Trouble With Slime

CHAPTER 4

The Trouble With Slime
by Elizabeth, age 11

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Everyone stepped back!

Espio was getting ready to puke – the slime was so gross! It looked and bubbled like quicksand.

Green quicksand.

Quicksand that someone had thrown up in.

Then came a heartstopping moment… the slime, green as Roxie’s scales but far more disgusting, started to spread. It had melted away the sole of Espio’s right shoe.

‘Oh NO!’ Espio thought. ‘I didn’t think this would happen! I’m doomed! We’re all doomed!’ Espio quickly jumped onto a coffin. Elizabeth, spotting him, got an idea. “Follow Espio!” she exclaimed.
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Spring Now, Please.

I am Done With Winter. It keeps promising to leave, and even pretends to go for a few days at a time, but like a deadbeat houseguest it just keeps slinking back in and raiding the fridge long after it has worn out its welcome.

My asparagus patch keeps sprouting and then freezing and then resprouting and then freezing again. The enormous pile of cordwood I stacked last fall is almost gone: soon I’ll be burning the twiggy orchard prunings for heat. Buds are swelling optimistically on my plum and apricot trees, but if they open now while the bees are still huddled forlornly in their sheltering hives and the wintry air is empty of insect life, the blooms will go unpollinated and the trees won’t bear fruit this summer. Arctic winds are rattling my windows today and seeping into my not-especially-weathertight house, creating chilly drafts and unwarmable corners.

Earlier this week I got clobbered by that bug that’s going around. Luckily I got the Express version: from sore throat, fever, sinuses in full attack-and-revolt mode and energy levels somewhere around “Roadkill,” to coughing-my-lungs-up-but-otherwise-feeling-fine-again in only four days. In better weather my next phase of recovery would be lying out in the warm sunshine and letting the last of the crud bake out of me, but alas, this time it it clearly not to be.

Punxsutawney Phil, your six weeks are almost up. It is time for balmy blue-skied mornings and bees buzzing contentedly around fragrant sunwarmed blossoms. It’s time for fresh young seedlings in their warm garden beds and the translucent green shimmer of new leaves on the trees and the scent of early honeysuckle drifting through my open bedroom windows.

Next week would be good. This week would be better. How about tomorrow, would tomorrow work? A little warmth, less wind, no more frosts…these do not seem like unreasonable requests.

I’m begging you, Winter, move on. Go crash on Australia’s couch. It’s Spring’s turn.

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