Scufflie

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Crab Elevator

Pocket Sand

Nobody had ever seen Scufflie

build a mountain.

Scufflie wasn't building one.

It picked up a grain of sand

wearing hiking boots.

Scufflie named it Gerald.

Scufflie carried Gerald six steps

and put him down.

Then Scufflie went back.

It named the next one Margaret.

Margaret got carried four steps

in the other direction.

A crab watched for a while

while playing a very small piano.

"What are you making?"

"Nothing."

The wind came through

dragging a tiny red wagon.

It loaded approximately

three thousand grains.

Plus Gerald by accident.

"Are you bringing those back?"

The wind pretended not to hear

like a cat sitting on a birthday cake.

By lunchtime, the crab's

front door had moved upstairs.

The crab stared at it like gravity

had misplaced something.

"I don't have an upstairs."

Apparently, it did now.

Scufflie moved another grain.

Then another.

One blew into Scufflie's pocket.

Apparently, it got attached.

The next morning, the dune

was wearing a sign.

MOUNTAIN

Everyone stood back.

"Was that here yesterday?"

The crab looked down

from the third floor.

"Did you make this mountain?"

Scufflie looked at the dune.

Then at the grain in its pocket.

"No."

The wind agreed.

It blew past the sign as the

red wagon did wheelies.

By afternoon, the mountain

had moved six feet to the left.

The sign hadn't.

Scufflie put the grain from its

pocket on the mountain top.

Gerald!

The moon smiled upside down.

The earth whispered, "Wheee."

And there are popsicles on

Thursdays.

One grain

Whoops, mountain

— Spunky Mind

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