There once was a small white mouse living with his family in the middle of the rainforest. He had nine siblings sharing his tiny bed. Every night Jerry, the mouse was pushed out of his bed. He decided it was time for him to leave home and find his own adventures. Jerry's parents wished him lots of luck and hoped he would stay away from danger. Jerry had no idea what to expect but he was not afraid to be on his own. Jerry set off into the rainforest with only a small bag of supplies. Jerry traveled a long distance and was beginning to feel tired. He decided to find shelter away from the other animals living in the rainforest for the night. After a well needed rest, Jerry was ready for another day of adventure. He packed his bag and set off. A couple of hours latter, Jerry heard bushes braking that sounded like something fierce was coming toward him. He was frozen with fear. All of a sudden, the forest became quite. The wind picked up and blew him off his feet. When I looked up it wasn't the wind at all. It was a long snout coming straight at me. It wrapped me up with leave...
One day in Lalaloopsy land, Tinytinker wanted to have a party with all of her friends, but she needed a lot of sweets so she wanted Crumbs to help her cook sweets. However she didn’t have a ride to go find her, so she told Pillow to go find Crumbs but Pillow fell asleep. Of course! Tinytinker didn’t think it would take that long so she found a ride.
The story Jumping Mouse is a Native American tale that is told with many central themes in mind. The story was most likely told to a wide ranged age group. So with the multiple themes it most likely was design to touch home with all ages in some form or another. One of the more central themes however was the importance of the situations and animals that help Jumping Mouse on his journey. The animals that he meets are much the same as people and situations we have met or well meet in our lifetime.
The big tree loomed bigger and closer, and as they bore down on it he thought: ‘It’s waiting for us, it seems to know.’ But suddenly his wife’s face, with its monstrous lineaments, thrust itself between him and his goal, and he made an instinctive movement to brush it aside. The sled swerved in response, but he righted it again and drove down on the black projecting mass. There was a last instant when the air shot past him like millions of fiery wires, and then elm…’Oh, Matt, I thought we’d fetched it,’ he moaned; and far off, up the hill, he heard the sorrel whinny and thought: ‘I ought to be getting him his feed… (Wharton,
The arrival of winter was well on its way. Colorful leaves had turned to brown and fallen from the branches of the trees. The sky opened to a new brightness with the disappearance of the leaves. As John drove down the country road he was much more aware of all his surroundings. He grew up in this small town and knew he would live there forever. He knew every landmark in this area. This place is where he grew up and experienced many adventures. The new journey of his life was exciting, but then he also had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach of something not right.
Jumping mouse is like many people, always seeking a better way of life. The other mice were quite content with their busy life, because that was the way they have always known. But Jumping Mouse had a taste for what else the world had to offer him. When Jumping Mouse met with the old mouse, he found a perfect place to live, free from harm and lots of food. He was told he should stay but somehow, he knew that he could have better. Even later on his journey to find the mountains he discovered a small “mouse utopia” with an abundant supply of food and shelter, everything a mouse could want.
wandered into the suburbs where he found food. All of a sudden, the next day, he heard another mouse sing.
He went on down the hill, toward the dark woods within which the liquid silver voices of the birds called unceasing - the rapid and urgent beating of the urgent and quiring heart of the late spring night. He did not look
In the middle of summer, Eli appealed to Jess, his acquaintance, to admire his pet mouse because Jess often tantalized Eli that he did not have a real pet.”A tiny mouse doesn’t compare to my freakish dog”,aggrandize Jess. With this in mind, Eli decided he could try to faze him by training his pet to do a neat trick. So, after months of preparation, he finally accomplished his training. Thereafter, Eli invited Jess to come to his house after school to see this neat trick. After school, Eli drove to his house as Jess bragged about his dog as always. In the meantime, Eli calmly thought,”His dog won’t compare to my mouse when he sees it.”
...eaming in the woods he began to run through the woods as if a strong
A calm crisp breeze circled my body as I sat emerged in my thoughts, hopes, and memories. The rough bark on which I sat reminded me of the rough road many people have traveled, only to end with something no one in human form can contemplate.
When it was time to go, he took only a penknife, a ball of cord, some flint and steel, forty dollars, and an ax. The flint and steel were for starting fires. He hitched a ride from a trucker to the town; Delhi, nearest the old family farm. He set out in May, set up a camp in a terrible storm, couldn’t get his fire going was tired, and hungry and realized in order to survive he would have to keep his wits about him.
Tiredly, I woke up the next morning with it still as dark as night (SM). Packing quickly, I made sandwiches to eat and headed out to the deer stand with my dad (PP). I like where we hunt because it’s an open field surrounded by tall pine trees and marshy land. It’s kind of a long hike to the stand from the road, so when I walked down the road to our stand I took small strides to muffle the crunchy leaves. I wanted to walk as silent as a mouse to increase my chance of that trophy buck, about halfway there I noticed a cool breeze flow down my back, this gave me the chills. My body wracked with exhaustion, because I hunted with a 300 win mag, so by the time we got to the stand my back
In the short story we see this when Jerry takes extra-special care to find a place inside the cabin to store dry wood so that the narrator will always have dry materials with which to start a fire. The narrator says, “he did for me the unnecessary thing, the gracious thing, that we find done only by the great of heart. . .He found a cubbyhole beside the fireplace. . .so that I might always have dry fire material.” Jerry does something “unnecessary,” which means he does it of his own free will. He cares for someone else’s needs, even when he will not get anything out of it. He is “gracious,” almost thankful or joyful to serve someone else. He is one of the “great of heart.” In other words, he is caring, loving, willing to put others’ needs before his own selfish concerns. Furthermore, when the orphanage attendant says, “It’s not like him; he’s usually reliable,” after Jerry fails to fire the boiler, this also shows that most of the time Jerry does his duties. Although Jerry is not perfect, he does seem to possess an attitude of taking care of and thinking about others first. From these events we see that Jerry is
As the bushes and brush grew more solid I began to ponder. Will I make it through this forest tonight or will I be taken in by the thick of the mystery? Sounds from sluggish foot steps caused a vibration around me that lead me to stop in my place and listen closely. Could this forest be haunted or was I just over exaggerating? I started to get very nervous by this time. “It will be just fine,” I told myself. I am just imagining things. I continued my journey through the forest but negative thoughts were running through my l...
The sunless sky covered the woods over the treetops which created a canopy over my head. The crimson and auburn foliage was a magnificent sight, as this was the season known as Fall. There was a gentle breeze, creating the single sound of rustling leaves. The leaves appeared as though they were dying to fall out of the tree and join their companions on the forest floor. Together with pine needles and other flora the leaves formed a thick springy carpet for me to walk upon.