I Needed To Hear The

I Watch The Eruptions. Mount Dad, Long Dormant, Now Considered Armed And Dangerous. Mount Saint Mom, Oozing Lava, Spitting Flame. Warn The Villagers To Run Into The Sea.

I Handed My Tools. The Two Of Them Reached Down To Help Me Out Of The Crater I'd Dug. ''isn't That A Little Deep?'' Yoda Asked. ''it'll Help The Roots Get Established,'' I Explained. ''established Where? China?

School Libraries Are The Foundations Of Our Culture – Not Luxuries.

I Doubt Trees Are Ever Told To 'be The Screwed-up Ninth-grader.'

I Stuff My Mouth With Old Fabric And Scream Until There Are No Sounds Left Under My Skin.