The Inevitable Race
By: Maria M.
To an avid person who enjoys watching storms, the approach of a thunderstorm is greeted with enthusiasm. But to the hard-working farmer, the towering going 30 mpg, the neat square bales accumulate in the hay-rack faster and faster.
As the rumbling tumult approaches with lightning speed, the worried worker hastily summons his older children. Acting upon the saying, "Many hands make light work," the additional help begins to give the husbandman an advantage in the race between him and the threatening gale.
When the team hurriedly collects the few remaining bales of cow fodder, the "dictator" of the storm extends his lightning "arms" and thunders his furious commands.
Finally, all the dried food is safely stored in the hayloft. The tiller of the earth and his children make a mad dash through the torrents of rain to their cozy house. With a contented sigh, the weary farmer drops into a nearby chair and with a grin declares, "Let is storm!".
As I See It
By Marina B.
It was a cloudy day in the countryside. The air was warm and the animals were snoozing in the woods. But no one saw all those fluffy clouds getting threateningly darker. Far away could be heard the faint sound of thunder. The creatures of the forest perked their ears and listened. The rumbles grew louder and louder as flashes of lightning could be seen occasionally flicking from the clouds like a snake's tongue. Suddenly, a deafening clap of thunder was heard and torrents of rain pelted upon the earth and its inhabitants.
All the animals made a quick dash for safety. If you had seen them, you would probably have shared my opinion that they looked like a cavalcade of feathers and fur. Huddled in their shelters, the deer and rodents looked on in fear as the howling gale did its work.
Rain fell in torrents, and making puddles and small streams, while the lightning zipped out of the clouds. The lightning striking an occasional tree, caused a fire which was put out by the rain in seconds.
The deafening thunder caused shrieks which matched the howling and whistling of the wind. But at last the terrifying spectrum passed on to do its destroying work elsewhere. The birds and mammals cautiously crept out of their hiding places, relieved the tempest was over.
These descriptions were written for the Rocky Top News Special Edition II article 2024
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