

World Connections_1I gazed out at the ocean waves crashing on the sandy beach. The crashing of the waves was so repetitive it was as if the ocean its self was singing to me.World Connections_1
As I strolled down the beach I would often stop and glance at a sea shell or two. When I looked at all the shells, they were all different.
One shell may be broken another may have a creature living in it or one may just be the most beautiful shell a persons ever seen.
Walking on the beach was my favorite place to think. It was a place where I could connect things to the world.
I connected the crashing ocean w


TreeI was sitting by my Tree. It had always been me and Tree.Tree
Every day I would hike my way up the mountainous hill just to see Tree. He was better than the fleas, bees and other trees because he was my Tree.
Tree was my best friend. The best friend a friend could be. He would always listen to me when I was speaking. He would never say anything back, but I always knew what he wanted to say.
I would always dance and play around Tree. Sometimes I wished that Tree would dance with me, but he just sat in the same spot each day. Straight and tall he would stand, jus
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