One of #3’s assignments last week was to illustrate the poem he’d memorized called ‘The Owl and the Pussycat’. It was a love story that started with a courtship in a little pea-green boat and ended in marriage. It appears #3 got something entirely different out of this poem.
The Children’s Mass
There were a lot of babies and children at Mass. Their sounds filled the air. There was crying, laughing, burbling, shouting, loud...
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