It’s spelling word time again! Wesley Voth, I like the way your mind works. Possibly because it’s so much like mine. Or maybe just because you’re genuinely funny.
Cats have many adversaries. I banished the cat to the underworld. I contorted the cat with my mouth. In an act of defiance, the cat turned into an iron bar. Then the cat whose name was Fluffy ignited. As the fire began to quell, the cat jumped in a bucket of water. He jumped with such momentum that the whole bucket of water fell over. Then the cat deftly jumped and clawed my face with burnt claws. Then an uncanny thing happened. He began to subside into the ground. A fact pertinent to the story was that the cat was standing in quicksand. The cat jumped out and began to scurry away. To this day I am ever vigilant keeping a lookout for that cat. THE END
Just one question. (Or two, if you’re being literal.) Do you wish you were Wesley’s teacher? Or are you overwhelmed with gratitude that you aren’t?
This is the head that houses that brain:
(Notice the open mouth. The boy has many things to say.) 🙂