She chose this tree.
Meet Norm:
Norm is old, hunched, and unattractive with no trace of youth.
He spends most of his time in the yard working with pinecones
and other yard debris and constantly reminding the youngsters
who drive by to slow down. He doesn't like kids very much, his
patience for them has come and gone--they stress him out too
much now.
His friends know better, by now, than to ask him if he'd like
assistance decorating for the holidays, and four legged
creatures feel more fondly towards him than he'll ever
feel back.
For the most part, Norm just wants to live the rest of his
oaky life watching the rest of the world go by, at 15mph...
With no dust.
If you look at Norm from this direction you can see that he is nearly dead, as the bulk of his trunk is hollow. One small branch that extends out toward the marsh is all that is living.
I laughed about her anthropomorphic story and we stopped school work in order to eat lunch. As I scrubbed the potatoes my mind wondered and suddenly this spud started to take on manatee like characteristics. With the addition of a few well placed cloves and a little whisker carving, this oddly shaped potato now looks like Spudly the Manatee.
The kids' reaction, although they thought this was funny, indicated that I had fallen off the cliff to insanity. The good news? Only ten more days of school until the Christmas break.
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