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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Christmas Tree (10/09/08)

TITLE: The Hunt
By Jean C Prentice
10/11/08


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The word for this week gave me a time for reflection on a Christmas tree hunt one year with our son. My husband was working out of town, so my friend Jan her 4 children my son, and I loaded up in her station wagon to go into the woods and get the tree for Christmas.

Now being complete novice’s about the fine art of cutting down a tree we decided that we would find the perfect one deeper into the woods. We packed a huge lunch, plenty of cold soda, two hand saws, and extra gas. This we figured would be all we needed.

The kids for a change were getting along real well, and every time we went past a tree, they would holler out “There is a very good tree Mom” We explained to them that we were not even near where we wanted to go. We could hear muttering in the back seat, but decided it was not enough to warrant stopping the car and having a chat with them about making sure, we brought home the perfect tree.

We had looked at the map and with the help of our teen age map readers; we arrived at our turn off. As we drove farther into the woods, the snow began to get a little deeper causing my friend Jan to slow down and look for a place to turn off, so as not to park in the middle of the road. After finding a spot that looked like we could turn around we parked.

The children all jumped out and began to put on their snow suits, boots, and hats. Jan and I made sure, they were instructed to stay close and not go running off alone. With all this taken care of we trudged off to find the perfect tree. It was not long before one was spotted by one of Jan’s children, and the hand saw was put to good use.

My son and I walked on a little further, and all of a sudden at the very top of a tree, we found exactly what we were looking for. The problem was how are we going to get it? We finally decided that taking the hand saw and tying it to my son’s belt, he could climb to the top of the tree cutting it down. I would watch and give instruction on safety and what ever else was necessary. The tree top was successfully sawn off, and my son worked at getting himself back down the tree.

We started back to meet with the others, dragging our prize and telling each other what a beauty we had. When we arrived at the designated site, Jan and her children were waiting for us with their bounty. The children were hungry by now and in a hurry to get back to the car and the lunch we had brought.

With children and trees in tow, we arrived at the car and lunch was prepared. There was some complaining about cold pop, and no hot chocolate. After we had eaten and all garbage was picked up, we decided to wrap twine around the trees, to make room for the children. We picked up Jan and her children’s tree, wrapped it the best we could and then picked up our tree to wrap. As we all stood and looked at our little beauty, we were aghast. What happened to our tree that we had worked so hard to get? We had never seen anything so ugly, let alone very few branches as most of them had fallen off as we dragged it back to the car.

Little was said as we climbed back into the car. Jan being and excellent driver tried to maneuver a turn around with no luck. We were stuck in a snow bank, and guess what?
We had forgotten chains, and shovels so had to stay until someone came along and pulled us out. As we rode back into town, there was a long silence with plenty of smirks, but no one dared to say anything.


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Jan Ackerson 10/18/08
Fun story, and I'll bet you recount it every year.

There were some spots where commas were needed, and other spots where you used them unnecessarily.

I really enjoyed reading this.
Corinne Mann 10/20/08
Great story I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Keep writing!
May God richly bless you!