The little seedling snuggled in the ground.
Safely covered by a large dirt mound.
Mama told him that spring was near.
Papa told him there was nothing to fear.
The little seedling didn’t want to sprout.
He started to pout.
He didn’t want to pop out of the dirt.
His sister told him it would hurt.
Mama told him this was not true.
Papa told him he would love the dew.
He didn’t want to be stung by bees.
Or have scary bugs bite his knees.
Mama told him bees would tickle.
Papa told him bugs would prickle.
He tried to crunch down real low.
But he could no longer stay below.
He started to sprout from his mound.
His leaves popped out of the ground.
His family was still near.
He had nothing to fear.
He loved looking at the sun.
Being outside was going to be fun.
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I’m so glad seedling’s family was there to support his growth. This is a great example of personification (said the 7th grade teacher)!
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Thanks so much!!!
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I love how supportive the family was so that seedling could make up his mind and try something new. And, I agree, being outside in spring is the best!
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Thank you!
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Thanks for sharing this sweet sprouting story with us for the spring fling kidlit contest!
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Thanks, Kaitlyn~~I love the spring and when the little seeds start to sprout and eventually turn into beautiful flowers. This is such a fun contest!
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What a precious story about growing up! And I can totally identify with that pesky older sibling!
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LOL! Thanks so much!
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