Woody Woodchuck 



Photographed by Helen Riley 



Little Woody Woodchuck 



A true story for primary pupils by 

 Helen RiLEY 



When I was a very little fellow, mother woodchuck left me one 

 day, and I think something must have happened to her for she 

 never came back. I was frightened and was hiding, when a lady 

 came by and picked me up and brought me home to live with her 

 family. They were very good to me and I talked to them when 

 they fed me fresh clover, and nice warm bread and milk. But they 

 kept me in a box which I did not like at all, so I was always getting 

 out, only to be put back in again. Soon they saw I would not run 

 away, and I was allowed out all the time. Then I was so hapi)y I 

 ran, rolled, jimiped and played on the floor just like a kitten. 



I grew so fast that I was soon big enough to take care of myself. 

 I chose a place for my bed and made it comfortable with paper, 

 and when I wasn't sleeping I would go out into the fields to eat 



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