She stopped to fix her shoe.
She stopped to fix her shoe and then noticed a pebble on the ground. The pebble was reddish, and shiny. She grinned, and picked it up, a prize to be treasured.
She stopped to fix her shoe and found a pebble on the ground and then noticed a bird flitting through the trees. She watched the bird with rapt attention, smiling openly and gaily at its antics until with a final buzz of wings, it flew off.
She stopped to fix her shoe and found a pebble and watched a bird and then laughed as a breeze blew up and scattered the leaves about her in a mini cyclonic mass. She spun with the leaves, her skirt dancing with them, her arms outstretched, and her giggles echoed in the breeze.
She stopped to fix her shoe and found a pebble and watched a bird and danced with the leaves in the breeze.
Then she took her mother's hand, smiled up at her, and left for home.
Such is the child's day. |
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