The Unexpected Visitor
While my uncle started to get supper ready, I raced to get my bike. As I rode along, my wheel hit the string of our tent and pulled out the tent peg. I called for my Papa because I didn’t know how to fix it. He hammered the peg back into the earth.
Then we heard some footsteps which we figured were other campers, but slowly we perceived something in the distance. Papa stopped suddenly and I inquired, “What is it?” He turned and replied, “It’s a bear!” The bear came over the hill. I looked at my uncle who was lofting rocks at the bear. My Papa wanted to protect me so he told me to get into our car.
The medium sized black bear stomped on two feet. I think it probably smelled Uncle Joseph’s good cooking. After searching around, the beast put its paws on our picnic table. He sniffed around and then our unexpected visitor departed. cheap Zoloft
We ate our supper and lay down on our air mattress and fell asleep. If I were going to give you advice about camping, I would say be ready to expect the unexpected.
by Nehemiah Broten and his mom
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That is a great writing Nehemiah!! I remember that story. Made for some great memories, right?
The way that bear is sitting is hilarious.