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Subject: Tumbles Stora! Be Warning this sada story.

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SideWater Tumble (Tumble)

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Date Posted: 15:46:45 04/02/05 Sat

None liked the plump black bankvole from the day he was born. Only some of the dibbuns and his parents liked him. They all said that one day my nose would fall and I would eat it. Unless my big feet squashed it. For my nose looked like a ripe plum that was glued to my face and I had feet as big as a hares compared to my body along with my big appitite. The tribe I lived with were crazy about boats I showed no love to them. Except for summersalting around on the deck. My parents often told me that if I kept doing that one day I would fall over board.

It was a regular day on the boat the day it happened. I told you before most everyone evoided me. This day even a pike did. A huge pike smashed into our boat sinking it killing half the beasts then eating the half that survived.I was the only one that got away but he did try to eat me he ate the tip of my tail then plainly didn't like the taste and let me live.

A week later I was so skinny my tummy was the size of a pea. All of the sudden a boat appeared it was a log a log boat filled with jolly shrews who loved me more than my parents. They cared for my tail and taught me how to sing and dance. My favorite was an old cook whos name was Shoebie but I called him Nanny. I had grown a year old and we here heading to Redwall for the great summer feast when it happened.

I went to fetch nanny and he was in bed with a note. The elders called it a will. And they said that Nanny wanted me to have the old magic working wooden spoon and his favorite pot which happened to be the smallest pot that I wear on my head like Jhohnny Applesead. The spoon is now so old in battle it will sometimes give me splinters. It wasn't fair when they told me Nanny died. I didn't belive them but it was true Nanny, never got up. They said he lived a good life and died of old age.

When we got to the abbey they put him in the ground I spent three days there I didn't eat or drink just slept and talked to Nanny. I still go there once a week. But then some dubbins found me and brought me to DAB and tought me how to be happy again. Now I sing and jig like the old days still summersalting and tripping over my feet once and a while. Then one day I went downstairs and didn't find any log a logs the grown ups were surprised to see me then I realizd they left me here. Two days later they were back and they asked me if I wanted to come with them or stay. Was I going back to the boat I loved or stay here with the friends that had thought me to be happy again. I then remmembered Nanny and I walked up to the chief log a log and handed him my pot hat. Memmber Tumbles ok? He nodded there were alot of tears then. But I stayed. I miss the log a logs but they come and visit when they can and its always a joyus time.

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