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The Bookworm
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Jean Hinton
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SYNOPSIS
This is a story of a little lamb called Lamina, who was playing happily in a meadow one day, when she saw something she didn't understand. She asked her family to help her to understand, but the only one who showed any interest was her mother, who was just as surprised as Lamina by what she saw.
Lamina lamb was playing, on a lovely sunny day;
The sky was blue, a summer breeze drove the clouds away.
She was playing with her friends, in a field all lush and green,
Until she saw the strangest sight that she had ever seen.
She turned to tell her friends, but they had run away;
She wanted to run after them, but found she had to stay.
Through a gap in the fence, she stuck her head, to have a closer look,
At the sight that had surprised her, an earthworm reading a book!
She stayed there awhile just staring, without even a blink;
The worm turned around to look at her and gave her a nod and a wink.
Lamina asked her father if he knew that worms could read,
He laughed, saying. "No, I didn't." Then, he wandered off to feed.
She asked her old aunt Eunice if she knew anything,
She said. "I know birds eat them and it makes them want to sing."
She went to ask her grandpa, who was dozing in the sun,
But he told her to leave him alone and to go and have some fun.
She skipped across the meadow, to where her mother was feeding,
And said. "Mother, come look! There's a worm and I saw it reading."
Her mother, chewing the cud, said. "Really? Well, I never!
I must see this, I didn't know that worms could be that clever.
I know they're good at turning soil, and once in days of old,
Someone spoke of a bookworm, a legend that was told."
Mother followed on till they came to an old oak tree,
And peering through the fence, bleated. "Oh, dearie me!
This must be the bookworm they spoke of long ago,
I really didn't believe them, but now I see it's so.
We'd better not tell your father, he'll think that I'm a fool;
I wonder how he learnt to read?" The worm replied. "In school!"
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