raven41 wrote:oh it gets worse after the last tree went down we lived off dirt ...and then the drout hit and there was no water ..so we were forced to move around and look for water ..the only water we found was a small pond full of aligators and snakes ...5 of the 15 of us died that week to snake and aligator attacks ....
We always had our puddle, summer or winter, it never dried up or froze over - although it did smell funny sometimes ( Aunty Grinkle said that was because my nose was working ) and it was all pretty colors... and best of all,
it glowed at night
The little flames flickering on the surface cost us a cardboard box or three, and the odd cousin or two - but they were all odd when you think about it so I guess that didnt make any real difference.
But alligators.. oooh.. we used to dream about alligators.. ( I take my medication now, so I dont dream about them as much )