The Leaves That Wouldn't Fall (part 1)

Michael and Megan and Fall and the White Squirrel were very best friends. They played lots together and had lots of fun. Day after day sped quickly by, until suddenly to their great surprise Michael and Megan realized there was only one week left until Halloween. It didn't take long for them to decide what they wanted to be. They already knew.

"I'm going to dress up like a tree," Megan said.

"Me, too," agreed Michael. "I'm going to be a magic one that can dance and sing and everything and go wherever it wants to go and do whatever it wants to do."

Now Fall was quite fond of Halloween too. He liked playing tricks and he liked eating treats. So when he found out that Megan and Michael were going to go out trick-or-treating as trees, he agreed to help them get ready.

"No problem at all," he told them both. "We'll go around the woods today and find what we need. We can make your costumes easily."

They spent the rest of the afternoon picking up leaves and sticking the best ones all over their clothes with pieces of masking tape. They used old belts to strap some fallen branches on and they slipped one or two up their sleeves as well. And when they were done they looked quite convincing, particularly so when they moved and swayed. They looked very much like the real trees do on a windy day, and they both really felt that way, too.

"We need a few very special leaves to wear at the top," Megan said.

Michael agreed, but it was hard to see where any could be. They looked everywhere all throughout the woods for just the right leaves of the brightest colour that were big and full and perfectly shaped. They didn't have much luck at all. They were just giving up and about to head home when suddenly Megan stopped dead in her tracks.

"Hey, look!" she cried. "That tree over there has wonderful leaves!"

She pointed her finger excitedly at a tree that was standing all by itself on a hill near the edge of the woods. When the others looked over to see what she saw, they knew she was right. The leaves were large and perfect and true and just what they wanted to use.

"Okay!" cried Michael and they all ran over to investigate.