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 came home from my two
little brothers' funeral. Everyone was very, very sad. My mom
and dad were still crying.
They dropped my big brother and
I off at our house because they had to go somewhere or do something.
The only thing that my dad said to us was, "Stay off the
river kids."
My brother went into the house.
I went into the garage and got my fishing rod and then I went
into the ice box to get some bait. I wanted some night crawlers
but we were out of them. So, I went to the garden to see if there
were any worms in there. I couldn't find any worms. So I went
back to the ice box and I said to myself, "I guess I can
just use leaches."
So, I went down to the river.
I set my line really deep and suddenly I got a huge tug on my
line. I yanked it up and it was a tire. So, I took it off and
threw my line back in. That kept happening to me so I sewed the
tires together and they floated.
The man who lived across the river
saw me floating the tires and said, "Hey that looks like
a lot of fun." So that is how the tradition of floating
down the Apple River started.
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