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8.2.25 - Part 2 · Children's Hour

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  Speaker 1: Hello, and welcome to Reis Charns story out as a reminder.
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  Ray Ei is a reading service intended for people who
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  are blind or have other disabilities that make it difficult
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  to read printed material. Today we will be reading from
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  various books on plants and trees. Your reader today is Diane.
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  We will begin with the book Seed to Plant and
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  it was published by National Geographic Society has a copyright
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  year of twenty fourteen and the author is Christian bird
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  red A teeny. What is a plant? Plant is a
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  living thing. It stays in one place, but it grows
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  and changes just like you. Plants can be big or small.
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  Some have flowers. Others also grow fruit. Trees are plants too.
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  Plants are a big part of our world. Farmers grow
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  bergs and vegetables. These plants give us food. Some plants
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  can be used to make clothing. Your t shirt is
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  made from cotton plants. Other plants are cozy homes for animals.
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  Parts of a plant. You can use your body to
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  remember the parts of a plant. Your arms are like leaves.
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  Your body is like a stem. Feed are like roots.
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  Roots hold the plant in the ground. The stem helps
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  the plant stand up. Tall leaves soak up the sunlight.
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  How does a plant begin? One, let's dig in. Most
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  plants start as a seed. Two the seed splits open,
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  A shoot pushes out. This is called germination. A new
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  plant is beginning. A seedling starts to grow. Roots reach
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  down into the soil. A stem pushes up into the air.
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  A plant grows just like you. A plant grows bigger
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  and bigger. The roots spread out and down into the soil.
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  The stem gets thicker and stronger. More leaves and branches grow.
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  What do plants need? Water and some food come from
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  the soil. The roots soak them up. Sunlight in the
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  air enter through the leaves. Plants use them to make
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  more food. Plants also need a space to grow. Six
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  fun plant facts. One This palm tree seed can weigh
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  as much as a fourth grader. It's the heaviest seed
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  in the world. Two. Scrub a dub in the tub.
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  Plants are used in many soaps and shampoos. Three the
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  paper for this book was made from trees. For one
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  sunflower can make as many as one thousand seeds. Five.
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  Bamboo grows the fastest of any plant. It can grow
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  as tall as three year old kid in one day. Six.
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  The tallest living tree is taller than the Statue of
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  Liberty in New York, USA. Flowers bloom. Many plants grow flowers.
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  They start as a bump called a bud. The bud
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  slowly opens, petals gently unfold. Surprise, it's a flower. Sticky pollen.
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  Flowers make a sticky powder called pollen. Pollen sticks to
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  birds and bees when they fly from flower to flower.
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  Then the pollen rubs off on other flowers. This is
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  called pollination. It helps flowers make seeds. Pollination the moving
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  of pollen from one flower to another. This makes seeds
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  grow seeds. Plans keep seeds in different places. Many plants
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  grow a case around the seeds. The case is called
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  a pod. Peas and maple tree seeds grow in pods.
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  Orange seeds are different. Their seeds are on the inside,
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  but strawberry seeds are on the outside. Now the seeds
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  take a trip. Some float on the wind, others are
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  carried away by animals. The seeds fall to the ground.
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  Soon they sprout or germinate. A new plant begins. Past
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  The plants please people and plants to eat plants to
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  stay healthy. How many plants did you eat today? Make
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  your garden grow. You can grow your own bean plant.
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  Ask a grown up for help. You'll need one lima
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  bean seed, a cup of water, a four inch flower pot,
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  glass shar or paper cup, and soil. One. Soak your
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  seed in a cup of water overnight. Two fill the
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  flower pot with soil. Push your seed down into the
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  soil about one inch. Three, Add a little water to
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  moisten the soil. Four. Place the pot in a warm,
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  sunny spot at a little water. Whenever the soil gets dry.
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  Your seed should sprout within one week. Our next book
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  is titled The Cottonwood Tree and it was published by
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  Tillbury House Publishers with the copyright ear of twenty twenty one.
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  Was written by Serena Mangus. I am a teeny tiny
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  brown seed sleeping in a fluffy white bed. My bed
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  is warm and cozy as it rocks gently in the
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  breeze day after day, until one day suddenly I feel
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  too hot. Pop. Cottonwood trees live in the riparian zone
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  that borders the lake pond of Marsh River or Stream.
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  This special zone crease of buffer between the aquatic ecosystem
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  of the water body and the terrestrial ecosystem of the
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  surrounding dry land. Cotton was and other water loving trees
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  and shrubs sink the roots deep into the rich, moist
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  rap Haerian soil. They slow floodwater, stabilize river banks, filter
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  contaminated water, shade and cool the surface waters, and provide
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  homes to birds, animals, and insects. I join millions of
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  other seeds, flying like snow through the air. I float
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  for miles and miles on the wind, drifting here and there.
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  Where will I stop. Cottonwood fruit pods ex float in
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  early summer to release thousands of tiny brown seeds. Each
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  seed is attached to soft white fibers that act like
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  sails in the wind, helping disperse the seeds great distances
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  from the parent tree. Seeds that land between rocks or
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  in crevices contain fallen leaves or soil have the best
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  chance of growing into new trees. At last time land
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  on a river bank, I settle between the rocks and rest.
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  I am one of the lucky ones. I've land in
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  a place where I can grow. I am a cotton
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  wood seeds. I stretch, cracking my seed coat, reaching for water.
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  My roots grow deep into the river bank. I feel
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  cramped inside my coat, straining with all my might, I
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  push it off me. I straighten my small stem, spread
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  two little green leaves, and stretch high into the air
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  to bathe in the warm sun. Every day I grow
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  a little taller, addy, more branches, and glossy green leaves.
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  I cannot wait to be to be big and strong.
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  I am a cottonwood sprout. Cottonwoods from one of the
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  fastest growing trees in North America and can live fifty
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  to one hundred and fifty years or more. They can
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  grow up to six feet a year and reach over
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  eighty feet tall with a trunk six feet in diameter.
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  The largest known cottonwood tree lived in Colorado and was
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  believed to be more than three hundred years old, was
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  one hundred five feet tall and thirty six feet around
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  at its space. Like other plants, cottonwood trees food by
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  combining energy from the sun with water, nutrients from the soil,
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  and carbon de oxide from the air. On my first birthday,
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  a woman or baby visit me. They sip aside my
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  small branches, eating a picnic, and watch a mother duck
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  in or ducklings floating along the river. The baby giggles
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  and hugs my thin trunk. I am a cottonwood. Singing
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  Mathlards are among the most common ducks throughout the world.
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  Female mallards usually hatch eight to thirteen ducklings each spring.
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  The fluffy yellow ducklings can swim as soon as they hatch.
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  On my second birthday, deer visit me. They scratch their
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  thick fur on my trunk, nibble my new growth, and
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  wrist in the shade of my leaves. I'm glad the
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  deer don't eat all of me, and I'm glad they
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  don't push me over. I am a cottling sapling. Deer
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  have a big appetite for saplings. They eat leaves and
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  young twigs in large numbers. Deer can kill a sapling
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  by eating all the new growth or by breaking the
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  saplings trunk. By my six birth I am as tall
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  as a school bus, standing on his nose. Each spring,
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  my sticky leaf buds open to reveal bright green leaves.
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  Young cottonwoods have thin, smooth, gray green bark that becomes thick, rough,
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  and deeply grooved as the tree grows older. A little
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  boy visits me. He smiles as he listens to the
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  wind rustling my leaves, climbing up to my lower branches.
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  Now strong enough to hold him, he sits nestled against
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  my trunk. Running his hands across my smooth bark, he
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  counts the ducks floating on the river. He jumps down
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  and gives me a hug. He is my friend. I
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  am a cottonwood tree. Cottonwood leaves are generally triangular, with
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  small teeth on their margins. Some take the shape of
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  a heart. Only the narrow leaf cottonwood and its subspecies,
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  the lance leave cottonwood, have long and narrow leaves. Perching
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  songbirds have four toes, three pointed forward and one backward
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  to help them hang onto branches. I have other friends too,
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  perching birds returning spring. Some like robins and warblers, tuck
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  small cup like nests among my branches. Others, like the
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  oriole we plant fibers and spider webs into sock like
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  nests hanging from my limbs. Before long, these nests are
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  filled with baby birds. They peep, sheep, cheap, and chirp,
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  begging their parents for food. Soon they are fluttering from
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  branch to branch, protected by my canopy of leaves. One
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  day they fly away to explore their own new worlds.
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  I am Nature's nursery. I am a cottonwood tree. Most
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  perching birds like colored eggs. The young hatch featherless and blind,
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  but they grow quickly and leave the nest within ten
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  to thirty days, depending on the species. Even then, the
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  fledgings stay near their parents until they are are fully independent.
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  By my tenth birthday. I grow long, green flowers as
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  well as my new leave. Each spring, the flowers become
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  fruit pods, dressing me in streams of green pearls that
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  dance in the wind. In early summer, my pods burst open,
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  releasing tiny brown seeds wrapping a fluffy white fibers. My cotton.
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  Female cotton with trees grow green floral spikes called cat skins.
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  Each cat can is made of numerous flowers. Male cottonwoods
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  grow purple red cat cans, and these produce pollen that
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  is carried by the wind to pollinate the female catkins.
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  After pollination, the female flowers develop fruit pods, and in
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  the early summer, these release. They're cotton like fluff with
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  tiny seeds attached. My seeds sell on the breeze up
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  and down the river, and some will find a perfect
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  place to set on grow. I am a mother. Now
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  I am a cottonwood tree. Some perching birds or cavity nesters,
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  and so are many ducks and owls. Sometimes when a
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  strong wind house, a few of my branches snap and break,
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  leaving hose where they used to grow. Birds, mammals, and
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  bees arrive to nest in these hose. Living within my
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  hollow spaces, my new friends take shelter and raise their young.
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  I am a natural condominium. I am a cottonwood tree.
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  Cavity nesters are animals and birds that nest inside the
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  trunks of trees and hoes made by birds such as woodpeckers,
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  or left by fallen branches. Common cavity nesting animals include squirrels, raccoons, possam,
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  and even bats. Wild honey bees can survive many years
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  in one tree cavity. A teenager visits me. As he
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  hugs my trunk, I notice he can no longer reach
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  all the way around me, climbing up into my branches.
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  He sits in his favorite place and runs his hands
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  over my now bumpy bark. I feel and relaxes. The
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  wind rustles my leaves, and ducks dabble for food. Along
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  the river bank. Gribbet allow bullfrog calls from the pond
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  behind me. The teenager climbs down to investigate and gives
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  me a pat goodbye. He is my friend. I am
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  a lookout tower. I am a cottonwood tree bottoms up.
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  Dabbling ducks feed along the surface of shallow water, or
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  by tipping headfirst into the water, leaving their tails in
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  the air. They eat aquatic plants, vegetation, insects, and larvae.
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  Areas of still water occur where river water is collected
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  and cannot easily drain. These ponds make perfect habitat for amphibians,
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  bull frogs and coarse frogs, reptiles, painted turtles, insects, dragonflies,
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  and crawled down Insects climb up and down my groove trunk,
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  and back and forth along my branches. Some climb into
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  the crevices of my thick bark, looking for a place
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  to spin a web, a cocoon, or hang inside a crysalices.
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  Beetles drilling to me, laying eggs under my bark. Many
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  insects live on cottonwood trees, and spiders, mites, butterfly, caterpillars
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  and other enjoy the sweet sugary sap that runs under
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  the bark, through the branches, and out to the tips
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  of the leaves. Thank goodness for the insect eating birds
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  that come to feast. Thank goodness for the woodpeckers who
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  pick my bark searching for beetles. We all live in harmony,
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  the insects, the birds, and me. I am Nature's bed
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  and breakfast. I am a cottonwood tree. The cottonwood boor beetle,
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  found in North America east of the Rocky Mountains, drills
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  into the base of the tree and lays its eggs
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  under the bark. When the larvae hatch, they eat the
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  softwood under the bark and in the trees roots. After
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  pupitating in the root zone, the beetles tow their way
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  out and fly away. Cotton tree wood trees were used
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  by Native Americans to mark their trails, as many meeting
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  places and hiding places when hunting bison. The wood we
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  used for toys, tpee posts, ceremonial posts, and canoes. When
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  food was scarce, cottonwood branches were fed to horses. A
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  young man visits me in autumn. He smiles when he
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  sees my bright yellow leaves swaying in the wind. He
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  climbs up into my strong branches and settles into the
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  familiar place that fits him just right. The wind rustles
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  my leaves while ducks bring their feathers on the river bank.
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  Reading his college book out loud, he tells me how
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  cottonwood trees were used by Native Americans, early explorers, and
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  pioneers as landmarks and as source of wood, food and medicine.
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  I'm glad my forebears could be of help. The young
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  man jumps down and gives me a pet goodbye. He
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  is my friend. I am a historical icon. I am
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  a cottonwood tree. The sap of cottonwood trees contains the
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  same substances as modern aspern Native Americans and early settlers
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  chewed on the bark, made a tee from the leaves,
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  or made a healing ointment from the oily leaf buds.
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  In the spring, big beavers crisscross my roots at night.
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  They are always busy gnawing on my trunks, tough outer bark,
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  chewing off my lower branches, or collecting those that have fallen.
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  Beavers make dams and rivers and streams to slow the
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  water flow and then make lodges in the ponds that
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  dams create. A lodge usually has two underwater entrances that
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  lead to two dry rooms, an interest room and a bedroom.
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  In the winter time, the lodge is moist wills freeze,
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  adding insulation to keep the beaver family warm and dry.
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  Carrying my limbs to the river lodge, they eat the
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  nutritious wood and feed my soft twigs and leaves to
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  their young kits. Stocking and peeling the leftover sticks. They
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  expand the river dam or reinforce the water tight lodge.
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  I am glad that I can help. I am Nature's lumberyard.
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  I am a cottonwood tree. Beaver dams benefit the ecosystem
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  by creating wetland habitat for other species, reducing flooding, filtering pollutants,
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  and providing a nursery area for fish and warm, well
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  oxenated water for frogs. Beavers are mostly nocturnal, but you
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  can find evidence of where they have been by looking
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  for shoe marks on trees, down saplings, or piles of
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  fallen branches. A man and a young girl visit me.
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  The girl smiles as the wind rustles my leaves in
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  a pair of ducks float on the river. The man
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  tells her how I've grown in the thirty years he
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  has visited me. Picking up a fallen twig, she cries, look, daddy,
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  a star lives in the twig. Yes, let me tell
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  you the Native American tale about the stars and the
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  cottonwood tree. When the father is finished, the girl looks
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  up at me with big round eyes. Let's come back
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  one night when it's windy, she exclaims. As they leave,
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  the father gives me a pet goodbye. He is my friend.
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  I am a natural legend. I am a cottonwood tree.
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  The Plains Indians, the Chyenne and araw Pio, believe that
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  all things come from Mother Earth's stars are no exception.
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  They form secretly in the earth and then drift among
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  under the surface until they find the roots of the
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  magical cottonwood tree. They enter the roots and slowly work
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  their way up through the tree. Finally they come to
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  rest in the small twigs at the ends of the branches,
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  where they wait patiently until they are needed. Then, when
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  the spirit of the nice sky decides she needs more
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  beautiful stars to light up the heavens, she calls on
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  the wind spirit to help her. He sends wind gusts
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  so hard that the twigs of the cottonwood tree begin
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  to break off. As each twig breaks off, the stars
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  are released and race up to a special place in
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  the sky where they twinkle brightly to say thank you.
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  I'm an old tree. Now in fifty years, my boughs
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  have become thick and strong. Hawks filled large nests in
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  mahas branches. A pair of bald eagles returning cheer to
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  add their enormous platform nest, now as heavy as a horse.
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  In the wintertime, their emptiness are all that can be
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  seen in my bare branches. I look forward to another
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  spring when these magnificent birds will return to raise more chicks.
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  I am Mary, I am a cottonwood tree. Birds of
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  prey build huge flat platform nest also known as ares.
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  These birds, when possible, reuse the same nest year after year,
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  adding to its size and weight. Bald eagles build the
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  largest nest, some weighing up to a thousand pounds. Seasons
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  come and go many more years past. My trunk continues
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  to grow until I am as white as a pickup truck.
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  My shape changes at the as the wind twist me
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  and breaks off more and more of my old, fragile limbs.
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  One day, the wind is too strong. It breaks me
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  into and sends me crashing on the ground. Kaboom, ducks
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  come to take shelter within my fallen branches. Fish swim by,
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  rest in the new shade, and nibble at the insects
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  crowding around me. Some branches float downstream, getting caught in
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  the beaver dam. Collecting this bzananza of leaves and twigs.
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  The beavers keep their family fed and warm. I'm glad
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  I can still help my friends. I am Nature's benefactor.
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  I am a cottonwood tree. And ecosystem is made up
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  of living and non living and dead things. A fallen
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  tree branch, once living, is now dead, but still provides
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  food and shelter to many insects and animals. Non living things,
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  including air and water, shape the types of plants and
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  animals that can live in an ecosystem. On my eightieth birthday,
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  and oh Man visits me. He sheds a tears. He
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  looks at my limbs in the river. Then he knows
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  this several young sprouts growing from my roots. He smiles,
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  he laughs, He knows I am not done yet. He
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  is my friend. I look forward to the day as
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  great grandchildren come to visit me. I endure I am
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  a cottonwood tree. Cottonwood trees reproduced from seas, but they
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  can also reproduce by vegetative regrowth from strumps, roots, or branches.
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  Such regrowth with his most successful and younger trees, but
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  older trees with healthy established root systems can regrow from
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  their roots and stumps. Our next book is titled Echo
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  Girl and it was published by candle Wick Press. It
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  has a copyright ear of twenty twenty two and the
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  author's Ken Wilson mix. Eve lived at the edge of
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  a big old forest with trees as far as she
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  could see. She loved the forests and all the animals
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  and birds in it, but she loved the trees most
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  of all. Her favorite was bowbab tree. Eve wondered if
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  the trees talked to one another, what did they talk about.
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  I wish I was a bow that so I could
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  talk to the trees, said Eve one day at breakfast.
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  Being a tree is all about patience, little sprouts, said Mom.
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  I can be patient, said Eve as she waited for
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  her juice. That afternoon, Dad told Eve how each tree
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  has its own special part to plan in the world,
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  taking care of animals and people. I can help look
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  after everything. I'm echo girl, said Eve, putting some bird
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  seated on the window sill. The day before Eve's birthday, Mom,
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  dad and Eve left to visit Grandma. Deep in the
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  forest the end of the road. Mom said, everybody out,
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  even little sprouts. I'm not a sprout anymore, said Eve. Okay,
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  my echo girl. What's bigger than a sprout, asked Mom.
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  A sampling, Eve said, with a giggle, standing as tall
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  as she could. They walked for a long time, with
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  trees all around them. Eve wanted to ask if they
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  were almost there, but she remembered to be patient, like
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  a tree. At last, they turned a corner and there
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  was Grandma. Eve ran to her grandma, Grandma, would you
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  talk to me if I was a foulbab tree. Of
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  course I would, little sprout, Grandma said, laughing. Trees need
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  lots of love and care. I'm a sapling now, Eve said, proudly, Well,
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  saplings need even more love and care. Grandma said, giving
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  Eve a hug, and tomorrow is a special day. The
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  next day was Eve's birthday. It was raining, but she
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  ran outside. She listened to the hissing rain. Then stood
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  like a tree and felt the warm raindrops tap tapping
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  on her hands. She watched the water mix with the
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  red soil. Tired plants lifted up their leaves and reached
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  for the sky. It looked like magic. When the rain stopped,
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  Grandma came out holding something wrapped and bark. What's that,
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  asked Eve, trying to see inside. Let's go and find out,
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  said Grandma with a grin, and they all follow Grandma
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  into the forest. They came to a place where the
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  sun shone down through the treetops. This is where new
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  life starts. A little sapling, said Grandma, picking up a pebble.
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  She gave Eve the bark wrapped package. Sights. Eve found
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  a plant and a trowel. She stroked the green leaves.
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  What is it, she asked, Patience, said Grandma with a
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  big smile. Dig a small hoe, put in the plant
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  and cover it with soil. Then set this pebble next
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  to it. When the plant was in the earth, Eve
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  laid down the pebble. Then Grandma said, this is a
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  bow bab ceiling. It will grow into a sprout, then
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  a sapling like you. It is next to your dad's tree,
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  which stands next to my tree, and my tree stands
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  next to my mother's tree. All these trees were planted
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  by our family. One day, yours will be as big
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  as the other trees in this forest. Grandma hugged Eve.
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  Can you love and care for your tree the same
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  way your dad and I and the rest of our
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  family care for our trees. Ee felt very proud. She
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  stood next to her seedling and called out, yes, I can,
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  And mom and dad and grandma all said Happy birthday,
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  Echo girl. This concludes the children's story for our for today.
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  Please join us next time as we will read more stories,
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  fables and fairy tales. Thank you for listening, and please
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