The bird sat on the tree branch,bore,but suddenly he would not be bored as the tree shook.Not the tree was shaking but the ground was and on the ground a worm was just coming out of it's hole as it saw the bird as it look up,he hated when the ground shook,that meant he needed to find a new hole .He had to find one before the bird saw him,but with it's keen sight the bird did see the worm and started after it,the worm saw a junkyard and headed for it,plenty of places to hide there,
hopefully for the worm's sake there will be a dog or cat there.He made it and saw a old bowlng ball,he climb into a fingerhole and watched the bird,the bird knew better,there was a sign,no trasspassing,Beware of Dog. Usually birds and dogs get along,but the sign did not say anything about cats,there was a box of kittens there and they saw the bird,they chased it unfortunately the bird was outnumber,the worm felt better then he turn,so much for feeling better,he felt a sharp object go up it's back,it was a fishing hook,a boy smile,' I got my bait ,' said the boy to other boys with him ss they left .end .A little reminder,no matter how safe you feel,becareful it might not be safe enough,just a life lesson.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
