POTATO LAND

THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO MY DEAR LITTLE AVA:

ONCE UPON A TIME ON A POTATO FARM IN BRIDGEWATER, MAINE, THERE WAS A POTATO WHOSE  NAME WAS LITTLE ELBA.  SHE LIKED THE SUNSHINE THAT SHE SAW WHEN SHE CAME OUT OF THE GROUND.  SHE HAD BEEN GROWING IN THE GROUND FOR TEN WEEKS.

SHE WAS PACKED IN A BAG AFTER SHE WAS CAREFULLY CLEANED AND DUSTED.

“NOW THAT I CAN SEE THE SUNLIGHT, I WANT TO TRAVEL FAR AWAY, WHERE IT WILL BE WARM AND THE SUN WILL ALWAYS SHINE.” SHE SAID.

SOMETIMES  SHE CAME TO PLACES THAT WERE COLD AND SHE WOULD SHIVER.

SO AT NIGHT, WHEN NO ONE WAS LOOKING SHE WOULD SHUFFLE HER WAY OUT OF HER BAG AND INTO ANOTHER BAG, HOPING TO FIND A NEW HOME.

“MAYBE I WILL FIND A PLACE THAT’S WARM.” SHE SAID.

ONE DAY IN AUTUMN,  HER LUCK RAN OUT.  AS SHE SAT AT THE TOP OF A PILE OF POTATOES IN A MARKET IN  MIAMI, MRS. HIDALGO CAME ALONG AND SCOOPED HER UP.

“NOW THIS IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF POTATO I NEED FOR MY SUPPER, PLUMP WITH HEALTHY COLOR AND ONLY TWO EYES.  I WILL TAKE HER HOME AND SHE WILL MAKE A GOOD SOUP.”

“GOSH,” SAID ELBA, “JUST WHEN I FOUND SUNSHINE AND WARMTH, I HAVE TO HELP MAKE SOUP.”

ELBA DID NOT WAIT TO MAKE MS. HIDALGO’S SOUP.  LATE THAT NIGHT SHE BEGAN TO SEARCH FOR A WAY TO ESCAPE. SHE WAITED FOR MS. HIDALGO’S DOG, RUSTY TO GO OUTDOORS TO RELIEVE HIMSELF.  HE HAD A DOOR SPECIALLY MADE TO GO OUT AND COME IN AS HE PLEASED.

ELBA WATCHED RUSTY’S MOVEMENTS AND WHEN IT WAS DARK, SHE ROLLED OFF THE TABLE WHERE SHE LAY THAT NIGHT, ATTACHED HERSELF TO RUSTY’S BACK WHEN SHE SAW HIM GET UP TO LEAVE, AND IN SECONDS SHE WAS OUTSIDE.

AS SOON AS SHE COULD,  SHE ROLLED OFF RUSTY’S BACK AND SCURRIED OFF INTO THE DARK.  SHE HID BEHIND A TREE AND WATCHED HIM SNIFF AROUND FOR HER, BUT SOON HE GAVE UP.  ELBA HAD SURVIVED TO MAKE A NEW LIFE FOR HERSELF.

 

 

 

 

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