This is my 9-year-old Granddaughters' version:
One wonderful, sunny morning, Badger was awaking from his slumber. Squirrel came down from her Tree holding a brand-new acorn. They were meeting up with Fox to discuss their problem. Everyday they would walk down to the watering hole (or as we would call it, the pond) for a drink but it would always be packed full of the chipmunks who lived in the maple tree by the friendly forest. The chipmunks were either drinking or swimming (it was usually 10 doing each since there were 20 altogether). There wasn’t even a little space to just dip your tongue in. Then, after giving up trying to drink, they would trot over to the oak tree for food. It was like a full time business there! The family of squirrels living there, also worked there! The tree was hollow and filled with fruit and different kinds of berries. Animals would wait in queue and the passing squirrel would toss them a berry for breakfast or a nut for lunch. Clever right?!! But still there's a problem. No matter what time of day it is, those noisy, annoying chipmunks would be there. After their discussion, Badger, Squirrel and Fox went for their usual morning stroll along the stony path.
This is my version:
IT had been a busy, day couped up in the office hammering out the final details of the new contract with the customer, all the while with the noisy rumbling and clattering in the background. All he wanted to do was get home. But when he got close to where he'd parked his car he stood in stony silence, his jaw dropped, as he spied his car surrounded by the floodwater. He'd had better days than this, he thought.
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