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Chloe B.

=__Tommy the Toad__= By: Bridget O. Chloe B. & Paige H-P Once upon a time in a land of temperate deciduous forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. In this forest of pines and oaks lived an Eastern American Toad name Tommy. Tommy was always an adventurous little toad, but today he didn’t feel like doing anything because he was hungry. He hadn’t eaten in days and feared that the end was coming nearer with each passing day. This little toad was sure he would be a goner by the end of the week, but then he spotted a banana slug. As soon as he seeked out his prey, it looked as good as a meal at a five star restaurant. He watched while there was silence in the forest. Then in an instant the slug was caught in the toad's sticky trap. It was then pulled into the toads mouth. Satisfied, Tommy decided to explore. After about an hour of hopping around he started to hear a song that sounded like Chicka-dee-dee-dee. After he heard the strange bird calling, he looked up the large American beech that held the small black capped chick-a-dee. He crawled the tree trunk, up to meet him. “Why are you sitting in that tree?” Tommy said. “I am sitting in this tree for safety and comfort! This tree is my home!” the small chick-a-dee chirped. “What about the tree? How does it feel?” Tommy questioned. “This tree I sit on neither is harmed nor helped.” Answered Charles the Chick-a-dee. “Where are you going? I’ve never seen you out this far before.” Charles asked. “I’m exploring the Temperate Deciduous Forest.” said Tommy. “Can I come along with you?” the chick-a-dee said. “Of course you may” Tommy responded. After a few more hours, they came across many cool things like ponds, and giant toadstools. The most amazing thing they saw was a small red fox. At first we were afraid to approach the fox, but then we realized he looked sick and asked what’s wrong. “There’s a parasite inside me.” cried the poor fox named Fred. Its eating my blood and tissues!” he said again in a helpless voice. “We should go see the bee, he`ll know what to do.” Tommy said. So we were off on our journey; traveling through the never ending woods. With every step we took the fox got weaker. We went faster. We had passed multiple trees and bushes; then we came across a flower. The splendiferous flower had bloomed to perfection. Then popped out was the bee. “HELP! HELP! Cried the toad. “My friend is hurt!” he murmered. “ Let’s see what I can do.” Bob charmed. “What’s the problem?” he asked. “Oh I see, this is parasitism. A tick carry’s around a disease called Borrelia burgdorferi, it has transferred to you.” “Why me?!” Fred the fox shouted. “This bacteria loves to eat blood and tissue of animals, it helps them get nutrition, while the host suffers.” “That’s terrible! Said Charles. “All we can do is s ee what happens.” They all waited and helped out the fox. Suddenly a question popped into the toad. “What were you doing earlier while you were pacing in the flowers? “Well, that flower was helping the flower and myself. I was getting the pollen to make my honey and I help the flower by pollinating another, this is called mutualism.” Said Bob. “Oh, okay.” Tommy the toad said. Then they all turned around to watch the fox as his time was up and faded away.



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