Grace

**__ Fruit __** Bananas are like mobile phones Strawberries sound like berries in straw Apples are like Apes saying please Mangos sound like someone doing the tango Blue berries are like sad The Squirrel In a deep lush green forest after a light rain shower where leaves were dripping dry, a small animal was climbing down a giant oak tree … it was a little squirrel who just dropped her acorn, and she was going to pick it up. She was a small brown grey squirrel peppered with spots of white. “Hmmmm” she chattered as she circled a big red blob. “This is unusual I’ve never seen anything like that here before.” Suddenly a big knee … no wait two big knees attached to red blobs came down. The tiny squirrel looked up startled. “Hello there!” thundered the giant thing that had no hair on its body except for the top bobbly thingy. It had stuffed wrapped round it as if to cover up who it was!? The little squirrel thought. Swiftly the big thing picked up the dinky little squirrel. “You’re a special, speckled, spotty little thing aren’t you.” cooed the giant gently. “I shall call you Specky Spunk!” “Yeah,” thought the squirrel (now called Specky Spunk), “I like that name and I like this person even more”. After a long walk through the forest they finally arrived at a humongous, horrible, dangerously wobbly, rumbling bridge! “Oh dear” squeaked Specky Spunk in anxiety. Crrrrrr the bridge rumbled shakily as the sweet giant stepped on the bridge. They both froze like some one pushed the freeze button on a remote. “This wasn’t creaky like this when I walked over last time.” murmured the nice giant softly. Crrrr … crrrr … crrrr went the bridge until they were half way there … then it happened ... Crrrrraaaaccckk!!! The next step she (the giant) took went straight through and from the end where they had started the planks were falling down like dominoes into what looked like the sea of nothingness! “EEEeeeKKkk!” screamed the giant sprinting for her life while the little squirrel was grabbing tufts of hair and holding on for life. Crrrraaaacckk!!! Now planks were falling from both sides! They both stopped. The giant was holding on the ropes for dear life. There now were only four, the bottom two (that used to hold the plank) now supported her. However with a bit of balancing and prayer, Specky Spunk and the giant made it across. You may say that it was a lovely ending, but it’s not the end. “My name is Kelly” mentioned the giant kindly. “I like you but I have to get through Dad and Mum first.” She said regretfully as she walked up the pavement. It smelt of fumy gas. It was very unusual. “MUUUUuumm III’mmm Hhhhhoooommmeee” called Kelly. “Come on dear time for afternoon tea” replied an even taller giant. “There’s no need to yell like that Kelly” her Mum scolded “ Ummm..” “Squirrel” Kelly finished off for her. “Yes Squirrel, but … you’ll have to get through Dad first.” There was a low groan from Kelly … “Do I have to?” asked Kelly quickly. “Yes dear, and don’t groan please” replied her Mum. Later on Kelly found herself in her Dad’s office with Specky Spunk sitting silently on her shoulder. (It would be too much of a bother to write it all out for you but I will tell you a snippet.) Eventually after a huge conference with her father he decided that she could keep Specky Spunk. Speck Spunk would live in a big wooden cage outside the house with a fence around it. There was a big old lemon tree there where Kelly would daily give Specky Spunk her a nut.
 * __ Simile Poem  __**

Talk about squirrels goin’ nutty!