FERN MET WILBUR Chapter 001 Tuesday, January 27, 2015 FERN MET WILBUR Written by Lulu “Where is father going, I think what he is going to do is to go to the barn to feed the pigs?” “No! Some of the pigs were born last night, and the pig that was born was very weak and small; and it would never amount to do anything, so your father had decided to kill it.” “But how will he kill it.” “He is going to kill it with Avery’s knife.” Mrs. Orson, she put a pitcher of cream on the table, “What, father’s going to kill the new born pigs, just because it is very small!” “Don’t yell Fern.” Said Mrs. Orson, “Your father is ……” Just before Mrs. Orson had said this, Fern pushed the chairs out of the way, and ran to her father, her sneakers were sopping by the time she caught up with her father, “Fern,” said Mr. Orson, “I know that you don’t want me to kill it, so I thought that I would bring to the pig when I come home.” Just before Mr. Orson said this, Fern was already in the house, she was changing her sneakers. When Mr. Orson returned to the house half an hour later, he carried a carton under his arm, “Put it on her chair.” Said Mrs. Orson, Mr. Orson set the carton down at Ferns place, he then went to the sink, and washed his hands, and dried them on the roller towel, Fern came down stairs, her eyes were bright for being so happy, she saw the carton, and opened the lid up, and saw the new born pig, Fern said, “I can’t have my breakfast until my pig had had a drink of milk.” Mrs. Orson found a baby’s nursing bottle; and a rubber nipple, she poured warm milk into the bottle, fitted the nipple over the top, and handed it to Fern, the school bus honked from a rode, and Fern and Avery each grabbed a doughnut, and ran outside, and climbed into the bus, Fern thought of the perfect name to name her pet, “Wilbur.” She whispered to herself.