A Flower Story, By Riley, As Told To Elizabeth
What a lovely flower. I wish I could dance with the flowers. I just don't get it! Why can't I dance with the flowers?
The flower spoke and said, "Hello there," with a happy voice. The flower gave lots of kisses. Then the flower puffed a big smile and then its nose popped out and then its eyes popped open and then she danced.
The end.
Labels: Riley
posted by Jenny Jenny Flannery at
11:10 AM
5 Comments:
I love that story!
Sunday, January 28, 2007 1:07:00 PM
you are collecting these somewhere other than the 'net for future publication, yes??
I liked the character development in this one and the sense of contrast...
Sunday, January 28, 2007 1:18:00 PM
The world needs more flower stories.
Monday, January 29, 2007 9:15:00 PM
She can look at any given picture and tell you a whole story about it. Characters, setting, backstory, motivations, etc. She is amazing! She gets her storytelling ability from her mother.
Doc
Friday, February 02, 2007 2:46:00 AM
that is a FABULOUS story! I'll bet no one tells it better!
Monday, February 05, 2007 1:36:00 AM
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