Jillian+Johnson

__Please, Don't Hurt the Earth.__

Page one: One day, in the warm September air, Jennifer and Scott walked home from P. Sherman Elementary School. It was a friday afternoon. Scott and Jennifer were best friends, and finally in the fifth grade. Jennifer finished her juice box, and tossed it to the ground right next to my roots.

Page two: "Hey" I whispered. Both of the children stopped in their tracks. They didn't seem to know I was talking to them. "Psst! Over here!" They looked up at me. They appeared frightened. "Wh-who are y-y-you?" Jennifer stammered. "My name is Mary. Haven't you ever seen a talking tree before?"

Page three: "Uhh. no." "Well we're very good at what we do. Now can you please pick up your juice box? When you do things like that, it hurts the Earth." "What do you mean it hurts the Earth?" Scott asked.

Page four: I explained to the children how when they did things like litter, or pollute the air, or leave water running, it can hurt the Earth. "How can we help?" They asked. "Well for starters, it's not good to throw trash onto the ground. And if youcan, try to pick up one piece of trash each day. If we all picked up one piece everyday, the world would be a lot better." I said.

Page five: "But we're just kids... how could we save the //whole// entire world?" Scott asked. "Well you might not realize it, but even the littlest things can help save the planet. Like recycling, turning off the lights when we leave the room, and if we turn off the water while we brush our teeth we can save 12,600 gallons of water each year, that's enough water to fill over 400 bathtubs!"

Page six: "Imagine that!" Jennifer exclaimed "Yeah," Scott said, "that's enough water to take a bath everyday for over a year!" Jennifer bent down and scooped up her trash, and picked up an extra piece as well. Scott did the same. "Good job." I said. And the two went on their way, knowing how to help save the world.