“Well,” said Jen-Jen lives in Eastern Ontario, Canada. She is the sweetest girl anyone could ever meet and she is very helpful. Her character is based on my real-life daughter. to herself, while sitting on the porch of her log cabin. “It is now spring and I just don’t know what to do.”
Jen-Jen has a lot of friends but she is tired of doing things with her friends because all her friends just want to get into some kind of trouble. Jen-Jen is a good little girl and does not want to do things that would get her into trouble.
Jen-Jen sat for a long time thinking of what she could do when she saw her neighbour, a very nice elderly woman, come out of her house, just down the road.
“Well hello dear,” said the woman, waving at Jen-Jen.
“Hello Mrs. Gibson,” said Jen-Jen, waving back. “It sure is a nice day today.”
“Oh it certainly is,” said Mrs. Gibson, going into her garage and coming out a few minutes later with a wheel barrow full of flowers and earth. “It is time to do some planting.”
“Oh gee,” said Jen-Jen. “Now that is a good idea. I’ve been sitting here for the longest time thinking of what I could do today.”
“Well my dear,” said Mrs. Gibson. “I sure could use some help and I have plenty of extra flowers if you wanted to plant some on your property.”
Jen-Jen got off the porch and went over to Mrs. Gibson’s and helped her plant the flowers.
“My,” said Mrs. Gibson, at Jen-Jen’s handiwork, once Jen-Jen was finished. “The garden this year is going to be very colourful. Thank you my dear.”
“You are very welcome,” said Jen-Jen.
Mrs. Gibson went into the garage and came out with another wheel barrow full of flowers for Jen-Jen.
“You take these flowers,” said Mrs. Gibson. “And plant them on your property.”
Jen-Jen was very grateful to Mrs. Gibson for giving her the flowers. She had a lot of fun helping out. Jen-Jen took the wheel barrow and went home. She immediately planted them and she loved all the different colours and types of flowers that Mrs. Gibson had given her.
“It is definitely spring now,” said Mrs. Gibson, later that evening as she knocked on Jen-Jen’s log cabin door.
“Oh yes,” said Jen-Jen. “It is definitely spring.”
“Well,” said Mrs. Gibson, handing a box to Jen-Jen. “Then I’m sure you’ll enjoy my home-made maple sugar pie.”
“Oh I’m sure I will,” said Jen-Jen, delighted to have the pie.
“You did a lot of hard work for me today,” said Mrs. Gibson. “Enjoy!”
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