It was a quit day in the fields and the wind was blowing in my face while I was standing on the front porch. I saw mama picking corn close by. I smiled at my grandma knitting socks.
The pot next to me had no flowers, so I decided to go pick some. I was halfway to the flower garden when I heard a man shout:
“Logs and wood, come get some! Logs for sale!”
Just then my grandpa ran by. The pot shook like crazy when I ran after him. He stopped and said:
“You mom and me have planned something fun”
Our hands were full of logs and twigs.
“The surprise is“, my mom said, “we are going to make a boat of wooden logs“. “Yay” I shouted.
First my mom got some nails and a hammer and we all started making the boat. After we went to Berrybush Lake. It was to long. Then we went to Raspberry patch. website directory I know it sounds funny but they have berries next to them so it makes sense.
When we were on the boat we ate some berries.
Suddenly a gigantic tree trunk of an old tree falls in front of us across the lake blocking the way. My grandpa took out his pocket knife (he always carries it with him) and it came in good use.
But then he accidentally chopped up the boat.
What a funny tale.