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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Black Sheep of the Family (10/03/13)

TITLE: Not A Joiner
By darlene thompson
10/08/13


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My father purchased me a lamb. The lamb was my responsibility to feed and groom. I named her Suzie. She was soft and cuddly and trailed after me wherever I went on the farm.

As she grew, her personality changed. She began to bully the other farm animals. She chased my dog, scared the cat, scurried after the chickens and charged the geese. Even the cows and pigs dreaded the sight of Suzie.

One day Suzie pursued the goats. She butted at one and the other goat jumped the fence before her head crashed into it. Unfortunately, as the goat flew over the fence, the hind hoof caught the rail and broke its leg.

My father screamed at Suzie. She had become the black sheep of the family. Dad had had enough of Suzie's antics. "I'll sell her for mutton!" yelled my father. My heart was broken. I knew Suzie had become a bad sheep but I couldn't image her as a lamb chop!

I pleaded with my father. "Please, please don't sell her." After several days, he found a neighbor willing to take her. The neighbor had some vacant acres and Suzie could roam without being bothered by other farm animals. We loaded her on the truck and took her to her new home. The neighbor told me I could visit her any time.

Soon Suzie returned to her old sweet self. She jumped, ran, and played like a frisky lamb. I visited her often and she followed me just like she had before. Suzie lived seven more years. Her life seemed full of contentment and peace. Apparently, Suzie was a loner and not a joiner.


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CD Swanson 10/10/13
Awww. So sweet that you were able to visit her and that she lived on another seven years. (I felt bad for the goat with the broken leg though...)

Thanks for sharing your sweet story.

God bless~
Jules St. Jermaine 10/10/13
I enjoyed your story and could relate to the last line where Suzie is a loner not a joiner. Good job and God Bless!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/11/13
This is a cute story. Poor Susie. You do a nice job of developing the story. Though it is a literal translation of the topic, you still managed to cover it in a fun and playful way. I'm glad Susie ended up on a neighboring farm and not on the MC's plate. Good job.