Monday, August 23, 2010
Mr. Tim Man and his pet grashopper friend -- Au revoir
Mr. Tim Man went for a walk. As he walked along the fence he happened to look down. There was Mr. Grasshopper looking like he was in pain.Is there something wrong, you silly green fellow? Did someone step on your tail or worse?
No, no, nothing like that.
Well then, what is the matter with you. You are looking terrible. Do you feel half as bad?
I feel terrible. I have no friends and here I am trying to get some shade from this small tree.
I will be your friend but you can't be staying there under that tree. Besides it doesn't even look like a tree to me, you silly frog.I'm not a frog. Well, then, let us go. By the way, where are you going? Where are we going?
I really don't know. I hadn't even planned on going until I found you green guy laying there and saw your troubles.
Okay, let's go. My grandmother grasshopper lives in Quebec City. We can go visit her.That would be fine. But please don't tell Mr. Jim. He might not want us to go.
I won't tell a soul.
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This is Jim. Now I have two tin creatures to be keeping track of of. Keeping up with one is actually quite pleasant. I just don't like green creatures.
When I catch up with them I surely will sell that tin grasshopper character to the scrap man. He will pay 'top dollar.' I heard that line on the TV station last night.
So I will pretty well stop this blogging bit and head for Canada. There are a few posts that I worked on over at the Photo and Poem Place that are halfway ready to be posted..
If the scrap dealer pays enough for the grasshopper I might just stay gone.
Bye bye. Au revoir.
Labels: Green, Stories, Travel
