Lottie Weeds Words

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Lovisma Tabitha Toothwich (or Lottie for short) was asked to mind her friend Molly’s house.  Molly was going on holiday.

Lottie said, “Yes, please.”

Lottie was bringing Bob, her furry four-legged friend, with her.  This meant there was a lot of extra’s: jelly babies, bones, and his favourite pink sunglasses.

When they arrived at the address Molly had given them, they were so surprised that Lottie danced and cartwheeled to the front door. She turned to wait for Bob who, wearing his pink sunglasses, plodded after her.

“Isn’t it perfect Bob? I didn’t know Molly’s new house is a lighthouse.  I love circles and look the garden is one giant circle.”

Bob said, “Woof.” They did a lap of the garden to celebrate.

On the first morning, Lottie raced to the top of the lighthouse and ran around shouting hello to the birds and animals far below. They spent the day exploring the lighthouse. Then Lottie decided they should sleep for the rest of the holiday right at the top of the building, outside.

That night they were watched carefully by the moon who seemed a little surprised at how soundly they snored while down below the waves crashed and thundered off the rocks.

Lottie and Bob enjoyed minding the lighthouse. The sun behaved as it should by rising promptly every morning. The dolphins and seals popped out of the water to say hello. Lottie and Bob ate most of their meals outside and left snippets of bread on the railing for the seagulls.  Lottie loved to sit on the rocks below the lighthouse watching the seals play in the water while Bob preferred to sleep on the circular lawn.

At the end of the week,  the grass had grown so high it was tickling Lottie’s knees. “You need to be cut.” She said.

She mowed the grass. Then stood back and looked about her. The flowers were playing hide and seek with the weeds.  “I suppose I should weed the garden.” Lottie took out the wheelbarrow and Bob jumped in. She pushed him along the path towards the vegetable garden. She stopped when she spotted some odd chunks of wood sticking up from the ground. Bending down she cleared the weeds and found the word ‘don’t’ written in bright purple paint.

Lottie frowned. “It almost looks as though it is growing there. Who would plant words in a garden, you can’t eat them?”

A soft noise got her attention. Lottie pivoted about and saw a rabbit chewing on another word. By twisting her head sideways Lottie could read the word. “Forget.” She wondered what it meant.

“What a strange thing to have plonked in the ground. Did you do it?” Lottie asked the rabbit who ran away.

Lottie spent a long time weeding. The words were difficult to move. She had to dig the bigger ones free. When she was finished she sat on the ground and looked at the words lying on the grass around her. They were all sizes, big, little, thin and fat.

“I wish they were made of chocolate, “Lottie said to a passing bumble bee who ignored her and flew home. She stared at Bob who was chewing on his name.

“I bet that tastes nice,”Lottie said and picked up the nearest word. “Promised, sounds tasty” she said and took a bite. “Ugh it tastes of old boots,” Lottie grumbled, noticing Bob was chewing on a bone. He paused chewing to look up and smile at her.

After dinner, Lottie decided to climb to the top of the lighthouse to see the words she had weeded.

She stood looking at the oodles and oodles of words. She twisted her head this way and that realising they might be a message but from who?

She got a piece of paper and a pencil. Then she began to write carefully.

“Its a puzzle. I need to solve this Bob.”

Her first attempt was terrible. It read;

Lottie,

Smiley don’t forget P.S. Bob Sunday Lunch me with your on surprising friend find it place in you for.

It took a long time but she finally solved the puzzled. It read:

Lottie,

Don’t Forget your promise to have lunch with me on Sunday, your surprisingly smiley friend.

Sam

P.S. I hope Bob left this message in a place for you to find it.

 

Lottie laughed. “He did, clever old Bob, lunch with Smiley Sam will be fun.” To celebrate they decided to have ice cream topped with marshmallows for Lottie and dog biscuits topped with Jelly Babies for Bob.

 

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Squish Squash.

Breeze was babysitting Lily and Daisy-lyah. They wanted to hear a story. “A nice story, Mr. Breeze. Please.” Lily said.

Breeze looked around him and noticed Hamish planting some new cowslips in the hedges close to the wood. Hamish was bashing the ground with his shovel.

“Okay, I will do my best.” He said handing each of them a fairy cake to eat.

This was the story he told.

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“Squish, squash,” Millie sang jumping up and down in a puddle. She wore her favorite bright green boots. “I’m going to grow ideas.” She said to her Granddad.

“No we are going to grow flowers Millie,” Granddad said, “we are going to plant sunflowers.”

“Super sunflowers.” Millie sang stomping along in her boots.

Granddad took a long time to plant his seeds.

First, he dug the soil. Next, he raked it carefully before drawing a line in the soil with a stick. Then carefully he dropped in a seed every few centimeters. Next, he covered the seeds with earth and finally he watered them lightly.

Millie watched him and giggled. “You are slow at planting seeds.”

“Okay Millie show me how you can do it,” Granddad said.

 

“Lets go digging Fred.” She said to her dog.

They both dug a big hole then Millie stood with her back to the hole and threw the seeds into it. Next they covered the seeds in a mound of soil. Then they watered it with loads of water. The soil looked very soppy and wet.

Millie smiled, “now for the fun part. Come on Fred. Lets stomp them in.” They both jumped on the ground while Millie sang, “First you squish them, then you squash them, and then you watch them grow.”

 

Every morning Millie checked the garden. One week later she ran into the kitchen, “Come look, we’ have plants.”

Granddad ran out to his patch and scratched his head. There was not one plant in sight.

Millie said, “look at mine.”

Granddad looked and the ground was full of baby plants popping out of the ground as they began the race to the sky.

One month later, Granddads plants had emerged.

“They look tired.” Millie said. “Perhaps they should take a rest like mine.” Granddad looked over and saw tall sunflowers resting against the fence, the greenhouse and one was leaning against a tree.

After that Granddad began to plant his seeds just like Millie.