As I am writing down these words, they bounce and wobble off the selected path.
I am so frustrated with these spellings, I would pin them down if I could.
I grasp my pen harder, as if that could do anything to snatch up these naughty words.
I can hear them giggling, and they roll right off the page! I then throw my self to the
ground in exasperation. I search for them, for I know they are hiding nearby.
As I catch one, I catch them all; for they are linked together in a sentence.
I grin at my successful conquer of the little irritants, and slap them down on the page.
They make a good line. And then they begin to wiggle…