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Topic: Hope (05/04/06)
TITLE: A Seedling of Hope
By Theresa Kissinger
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Oh can you see
How the sun is shine-ning over me.
How well I look
Now that I am fine-nally set free.
“Come on everybody sing!”
Oh can you see…
“Harvey shut-up!” Cried Glean, irritated.
“Hey you are not the boss of me.” Harvey retorted.
“Because, ‘I am fin-a-lee set free,’ ha ha, yep that’s me.”
“Just you wait Harvey T. your about to have a rude awakening,” said Glean.
“Awakening is not the word I would have used Glean.”
“Stop this right now. Croppy not one word, understand?”
After being chided the students responded. “Yes Miss Grains.”
“Uh-oh!” “Here we go,” someone warned.
“Hey, stop pushing will ya!?”
“Come on I’m getting crushed here.”
“What kind of a field trip is this anyway?”
“Let’s go Harvey, stop draggin butt!”
Suddenly, they were all forced out at the same time, “Hey, what giv-es?” Harvey’s words were choked off in the fray. He landed on top of his classmates. As he was lifting himself up another wave hit him.
Before he could get his breath a giant crane slammed into the crowd. Sputtering and red with anger, Harvey tried to jump out of the throng. Before he could get his footing he was thrown backwards to the ground.
“Here’s our chance everybody, follow me I’m out of here. Before he could move dirt was thrown over him and he was buried.
“Aaugh, Yuck! Hey, what’s the big idea?” Spitting to get the dirt out of his mouth and eyes, Harvey asked. “Where am I?”
“When I get my hands on…”
“Harvey, stop it!”
“Who’s there, who are you?”
“It’s me Croppy.”
“Oh, Thank God, Croppy we have to get out of here.”
“Harvey it will go easier on you if you’ll just let it happen.”
“Let what happen? Have you lost your mind boy? We need to get out of here and save the others.”
“Harvey, there isn’t anything we can do.”
“Look Croppy, if you want to be buried alive that’s up to you. I knew you were a wimp. I’m not taking this lying down, see? Now, get over yourself and lets get out of here.”
“Harvey you’re such a know it all, you’ll see.”
“Fine, but when I’m out of here, don’t say I didn’t try to take you with me, hum-umph.”
“Harvey, what are you doing now?”
“I’m trying to force myself out of this grave Croppy, not that it’s any of your business.”
“Maybe I can r-o-l-l-o-v-e-r and cr-aw-al…”
“Are you all right Harvey?”
“No, I’m not all right.” Harvey sounded out of breath and exhausted. “I need a drink.”
A sudden deafening sound filled his ears as Harvey felt a cold dampness seep through him. He was sure it was rain. He wanted to cry, but refused to give in. He had to get out of this mess.
“Hey Croppy, are you still there?”
“Yeah, I’m here.” But his voice was weak.
“Are you alright? We need to get out of here.”
“Leave me alone Harvey, I know what I’m doing.”
“Croppy, we’ve got to get outta here.”
“I told you, I’m staying. Leave me alone your making it worse.”
“Croppy, if we don’t get outta here you’re going to die.”
‘Unless a corn of wheat falls into the ground and dies it abides alone.’
“What did you say? Hey where’s that from?”
Harvey strained to hear Croppy’s voice, “Leave me alone.”
“OK, fine!” Harvey tried to sound brave, but he was starting to waiver. He fought back tears and tried to stir up the last residue of his determination. “You can lay there and die, but not me.”
He was cold and hungry. He’d warm up by trying to escape. He wiggled, he bounced, and he scooted, skittered, scudded. Finally, lapsing into huffing and puffing he gave up.
“I’m cold.” Just then Harvey could feel the warmth begin to seep through him.
“Croppy, can you feel that?”
“OK, don’t talk to me.”
“Croppy, I’m sorry. Do you hear me?”
Floating back to Harvey were the sounds of his own laughter and his little song,
‘Oh can you see the sun is shinning over me…’
All at once Harvey was overwhelmed, “I don’t want to die.”
“Croppy what’s the rest of that thing you were saying? ‘…but if it dies it brings forth fruit.
“So should this seed be!”
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