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A Taste of Wool Part 15

"Don't you bring those muddy shoes in this house, Cindy Harmon!" Nancy Harmon shouted at her 11 year-old daughter. It was a soggy day in Helenville, New Jersey. The rain had just cleared up, and Cindy and her friend Jamie had been romping around in the mud in the backyard. Nancy fastened her apron tighter [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:18+00:00 October 5th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, Part 15, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 15

A Taste of Wool Part 12

"Harry, I know something is going on! I have this sick feeling in my stomach, and I want you to tell me what it is!" Urie demanded sporting his radish face. Harry sighed. I decided that I had better handle the situation. "Urie, if I may address you so informally," I began "I think it [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:30+00:00 September 12th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, Part 12, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 12

A Taste of Wool Part 10

Terrence was always early for school, and today was no exception. His mother dropped him off 10 minutes early every day so that she wouldn't be late for her job. Olivia, Terrence's mother, had just obtained the position of legal secretary at a law firm in town. Little did Terrence know that his early arrival [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:31+00:00 August 29th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, Part 10, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 10

A Taste of Wool Part 7

Terrence Warily hung his coat up on the hook with his name written over it. Urie had written all the children's names on pieces of masking tape in blue permanent marker and taped these individual pieces over each of their hooks in the coat closet. Since Terrence was new to Urie's class, his name was [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:41+00:00 August 19th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, It's Sunday, Part 7, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 7

A Taste of Wool Part 6

Was Harry crazy or were Mz. Sweeny and the rest of the school officials the crazy ones? I knew he wasn't crazy, and so will you too soon, but they wouldn't and couldn't (for that matter) listen to me. Harry would bellow at Dr. Drillateral: "You think I'm crazy! I'm not crazy!" Dr. Drillateral would [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:42+00:00 August 16th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, Part 6, Uh oh it's actually Thursday, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 6

A Taste of Wool Part 5

"I'm afraid he's not well." sighed Dr. Drillateral Eisenger PhD. "He's suffering from a delusional disorder in which he believes that he is actually having conversing with this mop of his." Mz. Sweeny narrowed her eyes and leaned in closer to Dr. Drillateral. "How do you mean conversing?" "I mean," said Dr. Drillateral clearing his [...]

By | 2014-04-06T01:46:42+00:00 August 8th, 2012|A Taste of Wool, Part 5, Wool Wednesday|Comments Off on A Taste of Wool Part 5