Sunday, April 25, 2010

Waiting for Spring to Come









An icy forest exists. And there, the animals had fallen asleep for long winter. But not Erica, she was wide awake and waiting for spring. "When? When? When will it come?" she asked Brother. "Use your amazing eyes," Brother told her. "Come and tell me when you see it."

Erica went outside and went to the lake near the house. She was touching the cold water, looking for spring. Sadly, the lake was covered with ice. Then she made a sad face and said "I can see that spring is not here yet."

So Erica got back to the house. She took a piece of fur and a piece of wood and started analyzing them deeply. She fell asleep and dreamed of warm, sunny spring days.

Early in the morning, Erica went outside again, and this time she found a hole in the ice. She raced back to the house to tell her brother. "Brother, the ice is melting! I can see it. Is it spring now?"

"Use your ears now" Brother told her. "Come and tell me when you hear it."

Once again, Erica went to the lake near the house. She tried to listen through the hole in the ice, listening for spring, but she only heard the winter wind.

"Brrrr! That does not sound like spring." Erica repeated while going back to the house. And again, she had a dream of warm, sunny, spring days.

Late in the afternoon, Erica heard music. "Brother, the birds are singing a song! I can hear it. Is it spring now?"

"Use your nose this time,"Brother told her. "Come and tell me when you smell it."

Erica went to the lake one more time. There she found a tree and sat near it. She raised her head and sniffed.

"Ooooo! Something smells fresh and green. Smells like....mmmm", said Erica.

Near the water, she saw the appearance of many colorful flowers. Carefully, she looked at the trees that were getting green.

"Brother!", She called. "Spring is here!"

Brother smiled. "How do you know, Erica? Did you see it?"

"Yes, the ice and snow are gone. Spring looks green!"

"And did you hear it?"

"Yes! The birds are singing. Spring sounds like music!"

"Did you smell spring, Erica?" Brother asked.

"Yes! Spring smells fresh!"

Erica came closer and whispered in Brother's ear, "I know something else about spring, too," she said smiling.

"Hmmm," Brother said. "What could it be?"

Spring writes a story!

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