![]() A close inspection of the holiday photos reveals Farmer Small's hiding place among the Christmas decorations. The holiday hubub had died down and I had just finished putting away the Christmas decorations when I realized that I hadn't seen Farmer Small for a while. I was getting worried about the little guy. Suddenly, a tiny voice drifted up from from behind the coffee maker. "Are they gone? " "Famer Small ! I said. "Nice to see you. Are who gone?" "Those people." "Oh" I said, our unexpected holiday guests are gone." "Good" said Farmer Small "That means I can be done with hiding." "Why were you hiding?" "One of them thought I was a bug and kept trying to squish me with her cane." "It's true that she really doesn't like bugs." "Did I miss Christmas? he asked. "Unfortuately, yes." His little lip quivered. "It was my first one inside." "Well, I said, there was a present for you." "From you?" "No, from the Grumpy Farmer." "Where is it?" "Somewhere around here - I'll find it for you." "OK. he said "I'm still in time to celebrate New Years though - right?" I thought about it. "Well, Farmer Small, I figure that we have 352 opportunities to celebrate the new year ahead of us." "YEAH! We can have a party every night!" Clearly Farmer Small's assessment is that 2013 is going to be filled with reasons to celebrate - happy new year everyone! |
AuthorCeline Boyle is a writer living in Maine. She is a member of SCBWI. Archives
September 2013
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