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 MIcrofiction: two-sentence stories Enjoy Lifes Pleasures  I throw my phone on my bed, tired of screens all the time. I look out the window and think, "It really would be nice to enjoy this weather with my friends." Note: I'm sure everyone is impacted because of what its happening in the world right now. It just made me think of how little I personally appreciated all the things we can do. It gave me a little more perspective on what we have in nature and how much we need to take care of our home and each other.  Nature

The Fairy Bride Bibliography: This story is part of the American Indian Fairy Tales unit . Story source: American Indian Fairy Tales by W.T. Larned, with illustrations by John Rae (1921). Once there was a beautiful girl Neen-I-zu, the only daughter of an Indian chief who lived on the of the Lake Superior. Neen-I-zu mean "My Dear Life." It was plain that her parents loved her very much and did everything that they could do to make her happy and protect her from danger. There was one thing that made them worried. Neen-i-zu was a favorite with the other young girls of the village and joined them in their play.  Her favorite moments were when she got time for herself and walked in the forest or to follow some dim trail that led to the heart of the small hills. Sometimes she would go off on herself by herself for many hours and when she returned, her eyes had the look of one who has dwelt in the secret places and seen things strange and mysterious.  Some people would...

Bibliography: This story is part of the American Indian Fairy Tales unit . Story source: American Indian Fairy Tales by W.T. Larned, with illustrations by John Rae (1921). There never was anyone who was so wise and knowing as Lagoo, the wise old man. No other Indian is known to exist who has seen or heard more than Lagoo. He was so wise he knew the secrets of the woods and fields and understood the language of birds and beasts.  His whole life he had lived outdoors, he would wonder deep in the forest where the deer would hide. He also would skim the waters of the lake in his birch-bark canoe. He knew much more than that what he solely knew on his own. He knew the stories that his grandfather would tell him that he learned from his grandfather, and so on. His grandfather would tell him the fairy tales and the wonder stories and he knew every word. These stories have been passed down from generation to generation since when the world was young, strange, and there was magic in near...