The twelfth tale
You hear a funny sound,
And then you look around.
‘Oh, no,’ you think
‘Not another mighty stink!’
But then as quickly as it came, it’s gone.
And your nose is left alone.
Why I do it, and how I want to.
Dear adults, I want to take a moment away from retelling bumstories to say something about what I’m doing. I hope you’ll indulge me. I grew up with stories. Not just the ones from ‘my own tradition,’ but stories told Read more