Friday, March 1, 2013
And not a fairy story in the ironic way like Animal Farm! I wrote this for my Children's Lit class.
Once, a long time ago when there weren’t so many people in the world and the great cities were quite a bit smaller, there was a family that lived next to a great forest. They were not a particularly unusual family, really. The father was a stocky man, stoic and proud, but kind, the mother fair and vibrant. They had two children, twins, a son and a daughter. The son was named River and was a wild thing, but he loved his family. The daughter was named Sky and she was a curious thing, but she loved her family.