Henry was agog with joy. The pitter patter raindrops created a shield around him.
He quickly rushed to his room and brought out a handful of paper boats and lined up.
He waited for the puddle to drift the colorful paper boats.
Horrid Henry is an avid reader.
thank u so much for the reblog:)
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Thank you for joining in! 🙂
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Great use of agog. Don’t hear that word much anymore.
Have a fabulous day, Eugenia. ♥
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Thank you! I like to find words that are not commonly used. Make it a great week!
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Eugenia,
This brings back a vivid yet somewhat faded childhood memory. I recall how we’d make paper sailboats out of newspapers and then set them in the little creek that ran behind one my close friends house. We watched them drift away until they were long out of our reach. Those were the days when we made our happiness out of the simplest things. 🙂
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I agree the simple things brought a lot of happiness. Have a great day, Cathy!
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Brought me smiles… and I have read many a Horrid Henry Book.. 🙂
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We had a marsh, just north of our house. Oil drums became “barges” and there were both paper and cardboard boats in the various flotillas. Any number of us were John Paul Jones, depending on what day it was.
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Very clever. I could do that now with all the rain we have been getting.
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For me happiness is a state of mind after I drink some HAPPY COFFEE. 🙂 ! Hugs
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Yeh! The same works for me!
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Mind blowing post
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