Susannah May Farmer stamped her foot. “I’m tired too, Matt! I don’t have time to help you with the barn chores!”
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She told Mac about her birthday. “I’m going to be ten years old in two days! Two numbers in my age! Isn’t that cool?
On the way back from the stable, he heard a strange noise and followed his ears until he came to the big tree on the edge of the Farmers’ property next door. Someone was up in the tree, crying!
Susannah May Farmer looked around the big auditorium for her friends. There was such a large crowd there for the concert that it was hard to see anyone she knew. She spotted Kenya and waved
Solomon Nassim El-charif grinned as he listened to Kenya talking to the Sabbath School class. She always sounded so excited about everything.
Michael Arthur Patterson had a whole herd of kangaroos jumping around his insides.
Michael Arthur Patterson tipped his head to one side and ran his fingers over the oddly-shaped piece of wood Mr. Fontaine had just handed him.
Solomon Nassim El-Charif was hot, sweaty, panting, and very frustrated! He jerked Sultan’s reins as he led him into the barn. Sultan threw up his head and tried to back away, his eyes wide with fear.
Kenya’s eyes opened wide. “That’s what happened to us!” she exclaimed. Then she put her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry, Ms. Kimoto. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
