Sunday, December 2, 2012

Jack Moore’s Reindeer Story


                                                   Jack Moore’s Reindeer Story
      On December 6, 1941 at the old Loren Farr Elementary school on 22nd Street the first grade teacher Miss Corey gave her students a writing assignment. The assignment was to write a story about Santa’s reindeer.  The following is what Jack Moore wrote.                                                         
 Dear Santa,                                                                                                                                                                  How are you? Is it snowing in the North Pole? We left you some Tom Mix and some milk last year. Are you ok with that? I don’t know any wise men so I’m going to write about what I know about your reindeer.
 The reindeer is a mamal. It has six sides, right side, left side, front side and back side, topside bottom side. On the back side sits a little tail which sends away the deer flies so they won’t get little Bambie’s milk.  
The front side is for growing horns each year, so now they have a place to be.                                                       
Reindeer can smell down hills and they smell from a long way, that’s why mountain air smells. 
Horns are used to butt with. The horns shed all over the ground but you can’t find them because grownups put them on walls. 
Its mouth is to eat with. The reindeer eats carrots and twigs but it doesn’t eat much, because it eats it twice and then it’s full.  
The sides of reindeer have straps to help hold them together when they fly. They look the same on both sides and at Hardware Ranch too.    
They have 2 big ears with lots of hair to hear good. They are the only ones that can listen to whispering pines.
Four legs are on their bottom side; they leave tracks in mud and snow like lobster legs. The long legs are for to jump, because they want to be free.                                                                                                                               
The man deer is called a buck. He is not a mamal. He has the other deer go first in the woods for his safety.
 Dads like to shoot them in season. That’s why they look sad.
 Please have 2 elves sneak in my room.
                                                                    HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS                                     
                                                                          Love, Jack Moore        
                                                                       
KARL WALLACE      
To read more Karl Wallace short stories go:               drkarlwallaceblog.blogspot.com

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