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YAY! It’s that time of year again, Susanna Hill’s Valentiny Writing Contest! Come and join in the fun and/or read and enjoy the entries. Here is my ( last minute) entry:
Winston Wins! (213 words) — Corine Timmer (www.bicadeideias.com)
Winston the Woodpecker couldn’t sleep. He only had one thing on his mind—the redhead he had spotted the previous day. A crimson colour so deep, it had set his heart aflutter. She was the hen he wanted to invite to the Spring Ball.
But he was not the only one.
Some of his friends had noticed her too—and they were bigger and better drummers. Their neck muscles were stronger and their bills thicker and sturdier. They drummed for long periods of time without effort.
How can I compete? Winston pondered. Everyone knew that the best and loudest drummers got the nicest hens—and this hen was dazzling.
All through the night, Winston thought of a plan to win her heart. But it was not until the waste collectors arrived to empty the bins, that an idea popped into his mind.
So, the next morning, instead of squabbling over a few dead tree trunks, Winston flew to one of the empty litter bins, gripped the rim, and started to drum.
RAT-A-TAT-TAT, RAT-A-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT, RAT-A-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT.
The surrounding trees and houses shook as the sound bounced off them. Winston drummed and drummed until he had caught the attention of all the hens. But he was only interested in the one.
Had she heard him?
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