My brother told me yesterday that if I tell a lie, my nose will grow and get just huge and so I’d best not try. I’ve thought of nothing else since then and sure am feeling sad because I’ve finally realized — I just can’t trust my dad!
There was a boy who liked to doubt whatever teachers talked about. He doubted two and two was four; he doubted three and three was more. He raised an eyebrow when he heard the ostrich is the biggest bird. He disbelieved that some squirrels fly; he said it was a great big lie. He doubtedContinue reading “The Doubter”
My brother sleepwalks every night, but something bout it isn’t right. The doctor says we must not try to interfere — I don’t know why. The sleeping boy, just looking fine, escapes his bed each night at nine and to the TV he will go and always finds a favourite show. He then will getContinue reading “The Sleepwalker”