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The Sworceracs Journey

The Sworceracs Journey

Garza, Maria Elena
Sollano, Gennel Marie

Paperback

General Juvenile Fiction

ISBN10: 166981081X
ISBN13: 9781669810810
Publisher: Xlibris Us
Published: Feb 24 2022
Pages: 24
Weight: 0.23
Height: 0.06 Width: 8.50 Depth: 11.00
Language: English
A silly story about Sworceracs. You will come across nonsense words . Have fun trying to pronounce, unscrambling, reverse and say the nonsense words. Emordnilaps and Levidromes are two types of words that will jump at you. Have fun with oddities of the English language. Remember if a sentence doesn't make sense find the word that doesn't fit. Then play with it until you find the right word that makes sense. The story is about the Sworceracs that live on Mr Wilsons farm. The Sworceracs need hay to prepare for a frigid cold winter approaching. They have lost most of their hay. Mr. Wilson use to come out to the field and stuff them with hay. Those were the good old days. They still chuckled as they recall how the dry fresh hay tickled them. Mr/Wilson was getting too old and couldn't walk out to the field to fill the Sworeracs with hay. The Wilsons children were now grown and moved to the big city. The Sworceracs and all the farm animals loved Mr and Mrs Wilsons. Buford the hound dog was old now and just layed on the worn out carpet that displayed his name. Samantha the cat just slept all day. She use to jump through the tall dry grass hunting for mice. All the Sworceras would laugh and laugh at her. Eddie and Tillie the house mice were now happily married. Those were the good old days. The three Sworceras Yelims, Ydoow and Yllis must find the king and bring back some hay for the Sworeracs. Along the way they meet new friends who also need hay. The wind blows stronger and colder as they made their way down the country dirt road. They walked and walked and walked looking for the kings castle. Surely he would give them hay. They heard he was the oldest Sworceracs and he was a good and kind king.

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