Children's Fiction
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I caught an edge as I was about to pivot around a very large tree. I stumbled, righted myself and dug in hard on the back edge of my board, trying to turn. I wasn't really thinking about anything more than not hitting that tree.
The tree near Dead Man's Drop.
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My friends and I love hockey.
We shared a single dream:
To shoot like stars across the ice
and make our town’s A team.
Last year we tried out full of hope.
Five friends and I were keen,
Until we got a look at them.
Those A’s were big and mean.
Right from the start they broke the rules.
“We’ve picked our team,” they said.
“Go home, Frenchie. You, too, Fanny –
and don’t forget Fat Fred.”
