I Have a Field
Monday, June 22nd, 2009A story by Ari (age 6)
One day I saw a field. It needed some work. People had littered and it was weedy. I wanted to fix it up. As I started the work, flies surrounded me. “What shall I do?” I asked myself, “Shall I continue or not”? I decided to ignore them. They buzzed around me everywhere I went. I felt like I was a queen fly!
I recycled all of the trash. I sorted it and put it in my recycling bin. I put some things in my compost bin and had only a little trash to throw away. I weeded the field and put the weeds in the compost bin too.
When I got done, everything looked so beautiful that I couldn’t even believe my eyes. There were fields of muliticolored flowers and light green grass. I saw one tree that was so tiny. It had no grass surrounding it because I had just planted it and removed the nearby grass. It was a beautiful miracle.
Now other children can see the fantastic field and play it in. The Earth is happy too because it looks great and it is clean.





