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When Grandma Takes Me To the Park

When Grandma takes me to the park! By Kim Mosteiro I love when my grandma comes and picks me up to go to the park. We ride in grandmas car to the park; and grandma sometimes stops on the way and we get ice cream....... I like sliding down the slide; grandma waits at the bottom and catches me, or sometimes she will slide down with me. One day I was swinging, and grandma pushed me way high, I flew as high as the birds do, it was so much fun! Grandma taught me how to climb a tree, just like she did when she was little, and climbed her grandma's tree, to pick apricots for her Grandma's pies! Grandma pushes me real fast on the merry-go-round; I go round and round and round and it makes my head dizzy, and then I spin around just like the merry-go-round. One day we saw a butterfly, it was blue and brown; I chased it and tried to catch it but it got away. Grandma told me that every time I saw a butterfly, it would mean that she was thinking about me; and she gave me a kiss and said that's what it would feel like if a butterfly landed on my nose and kissed me! But there was one day when Grandma took me to the park and I saw a snake, it was scary when he shook his tail and it rattled. Grandma said I am to never go near one and try to pick it up because it can hurt me, it's not like a butterfly. A snake will bite you and make you sick Grandma says, so I will only chase butterfly's not snakes. I can't wait to go to the park again and see what new adventure Grandma and I will go on. “Dedicated to my Grandchildren: ADAM, ROSIE, SERENA

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