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Once upon a time there lived a man named Cracker Jim. Cracker Jim had just bought a farm and he needed a dog to help him move his sheep. It had been raining a lot lately and the sheep would get split into different paddocks. It would take them a long time to put them back together into the same paddock.
The next day Cracker Jim went for a drive to look for a good dog. He went to many places and on the fourth stop he found a dog named Flossie who he really like. Cracker Jim bought Flossie and was given four days to see if he wanted to keep her.
Cracker Jim woke up the next morning. He got dressed and fixed Flossie. He and Flossie drove to the paddock where the sheep were but there were no sheep! So Cracker Jim and Flossie drove on the farm bike for a long time searching for the sheep. It was getting dark and now raining. The rain was getting heavier all the time so he decided to go back home.
On the second day Cracker Jim and Flossie went to see Al Gorridge and asked if he had seen any sheep around. Al Gorridge said he saw some sheep go right past there today. When Flossie went outside she found some sheep tracks so Cracker Jim jumped on his farm bike and followed the tracks. “Would you like some porridge before you go?” called Al Gorridge as they zoom off on the bike.
Flossie led Cracker Jim back to the house. Cracker Jim wondered why Flossie had led him there. When Cracker Jim walked around the corner he saw all the sheep eating the grass on the front lawn. So together they put the sheep back into the paddock.
Flossie saved the day by finding the sheep. Cracker Jim then decided it would be best to keep Flossie. Flossie got to sit by the fire that night and watch TV with Cracker Jim.
One day Cracker Jim was happily milking his cows thinking about his crop and getting to eat all the corn. A couple of days later Cracker Jim was looking after his crop and he said to Flossie, “Where’s the rain? I think it’s going to be a drought.”And then Flossie said, “But if there’s a drought and there’s no rain we won’t be able to grow the crop. What will we do?”
Cracker Jim said, “we’ll have to hope for rain.”
“But what if the rain doesn’t come,” said Flossie.
“Then we’ll have to water the whole crop,” said Cracker Jim.
After a few days later there had been no rain at all. Cracker Jim was getting very worried so he phoned up his neighbour Al Gorridge and said, “Al Gorridge there’s a drought and we can’t grow our corn. So other farmers can’t grow oats which means there’ll be no porridge!!!”
“That’s a disaster!” yelled Al Gorridge. “I’ll come over right away.”
When Neighbour Al Gorridge got to Cracker Jim’s tfarm he said, “What a tragedy. We could have a party and invite all our friends to water the crop.”
“That’s a great idea,” said Cracker Jim.
“We’ll do it tomorrow,” said Neighbour Al Gorridge.
Neighbour Al Gorriidge invited his Cousin Mac and his Auntie Louise. Auntie Louise had brought some cheese for when they got hungry and needed a snack. Cracker Jim invited some of his friends from school who were triplets and their names were Millie, Lillie and Billie.
Polly came out and heard all the news.”That sounds great. I’ll invite my mate, but she could late.”
They phoned up their friends and they could all come.
The next day Polly set up tables to eat at the party and everyone came around. They all gathered up.
Cracker Jim said “Everyone grab a watering can, or a bucket. Fill them up with water. Then let’s water the crop”.
After two hours they had some snacks. They started working again. Polly got evyone some lemonade to cool them down. When they had finished and watered the whole crop, Cracker Jim said “Great teamwork guys!”
After they had talked and caught up with each other everyone went home. After two weeks the corn was ready and it was all harvested.
Cracker Jim invited around everyone who had helped, to the corn party. He got out the barbie and cooked up the corn.
“Thanks for helping everyone” said Cracker Jim. “I’ll sell the rest of my corn on the roadside stall”.