8. Confusion

8/Confusion I had confusion in my head. 'Cause first I hated roosters. Only then I liked Spike. Only Spike is going to be a rooster. And so now what am I supposed to do? I didn't talk much after that. 'Cause confusion takes a lot of thinking, that's why. Plus also, I might need counseling, possibly. Finally, the children finished seeing the chickens. And they came out through the gate. Then Farmer Flores held my hand one more time. And he took us to a field with

wild flowers in it. He said we could pick wild flowers for our mothers! 'Cause that would be like a gift from the gift shop, he said. After all of us had our flowers, Mrs. took our picture with that nice man. And here is the bestest part of all! Farmer Flores took off his hat! AND HIS HEAD WAS NOT A NUB! I danced all around that guy very thrilled. "Farmer Flores! Farmer Flores! Your head is not a nub! Your head is not a nub!" He wrinkled up his eyebrows. "Uh… thank you," he said kind of quiet. "You're welcome, Farmer!" I said back. "'Cause guess what? Now I don't have to be afraid of roosters anymore!" I jumped up and down. "Now maybe I can be afraid of goats! Just like you!" I shouted.

After that, Farmer Flores looked at me a

real long time. Then he rolled his eyes way up to the sky. I looked up there, too. But I didn't see anything.

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