Monday, May 20, 2013

Essay

                                             The Seeds
One day,I planted some seeds in my yard. I planted some in my garden bed and some in some pots. Some crows ate my seeds. I hit the crows with my shovel. They flew away.

I planted some more seeds. I made sure to hide them. The crows still ate the seeds. I hit them again. They flew away again.

I learned why farmers always use scarecrows instead of just most of the time. I planted my final batch of seeds for the day. The crows stayed away at last. I had won the seed wars. The crows had lost to my power.


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