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Of all the houses I know, I like my Grandpa’s best. My friend Peter has a new glass house with pebble-path gardens that go nowhere. And Maggie lives next door in an old wooden house with rooms behind rooms, all with carved doors.

Once there was a tailor who had three fine sons. The tailor loved his sons and appreciated their helpfulness.

There once lived an emperor who was very fond of new clothes. While other kings might like to parade their soldiers or spend an evening at the theater, there was nothing this emperor loved more than trying on new clothes.

For no matter how great or small the occasion, he wanted to wear just the right clothes to make his subjects see him as a wise and able ruler.

There was once a good shoemaker who became very poor. At last he had only one piece of leather to make one pair of shoes. “Well,” said the shoemaker to his wife, “I will cut the leather tonight and make the shoes in the morning.”

The next morning he went to his table, and he couldn’t believe what he saw. The leather was polished. The sewing was done. And there was a fine pair of shoes! Not one stitch was out of place.

A man once owned a restaurant on a busy road. He loved to cook good food and he loved to serve it. He worked from morning until night, and he was happy.

One evening a stranger came into the restaurant. His clothes were old and worn, but he had an unusual, gentle manner. Though he said he had no money to pay for food, the owner invited him to sit down.

When the stranger had finished, he said to his host, “I cannot pay you with money, but I would like to thank you in my own way.” He picked up a paper napkin from the table and folded it into the shape of a crane.

When I was just a little girl I saw a small black creature like a tiny worm, and saved it from a greedy jay who wanted it for lunch.

My grandpa knows the flowers butterflies like best. The ones where they can rest and drink the sweet, clear nectar.

Corduroy is a bear who once lived in the toy department of a big store. Day after day he waited with all the other animals and dolls for someone to come along and take him home.

Bert hid under the covers. He was hiding from Fern. Fern had a bad germ. Bert did not want to get sick! Bert had to stay well because he had to go to work as a store clerk. Bert had to be stern. "Do not give me your germ", said Bert.

Norm loved sitting on his front porch. He liked looking at his fields of corn. One day, there was a big storm and Norm had to go inside. He decided to eat some pork with a fork. Then, he saw the sun shining on his corn.

Once, there was an eight year old boy named Arthur. His life was great. Arthur was a happy boy. Every morning, Arthur's mom woke him up by tickling his feet. Arthur would laugh. He loved when his dad made pancakes shaped like Mickey Mouse.

On a map of America, you will find a wiggly line running down the middle of the country. That is the Mississippi River. It is the biggest river in the United States. A river starts at its headwaters. The river starts small.

We left our home in the desert and moved to a house near the banks of a river. We arrived in winter. Snow covered everything. We couldn't even see the river, only a wide, treeless stretch of snow.

We were told to stay off the ice, but we went to have a look. I was used to the smooth mirror of an icy sidewalk. I'd slipped on those plenty of times before. But this ice was different. It was rough and gray.

Tom looked at the fence and all the gladness left him. Painting it would take his whole day. He sighed and brushed paint along the first board. Soon, his friend Ben stopped to tease him. "I'm going fishing, but you'd rather work", he said.

It was a beautiful day, but Rabbit didn't know that danger was near. Hawk circled slowly in the sky above him. Without warning, Rabbit was pinned to the ground by sharp talons. Hawk perched on top of him with a hungry look in his eye.

Little Billy Goat Gruff could almost taste the sweet grass on the hill. He just had to cross the bridge and he would be there. Trip-trap, trip-trap. Then a voice boomed: Who is on my bridge?! It was a troll!

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