Spring Chick Story

Item #6323

(May, 1995) Easter morning. The sun gently rises in the eastern sky. In the forest, its light first touches the velvety carpet of moss. Then it reaches to the tiny blades of grass, where it shimmers like diamonds on every drop of dew. Finally it pours a golden light around each gnarled tree trunk. The spring morning is beautiful, quiet, peaceful. Just a minute. There appears to be a slight commotion at the Woodspirit Easter Egg Hunt. One of the hidden treasures has begun to make a very definite tap-tapping sound. Then the smooth white shell began to break apart. This Hunt is more than it’s cracked up to be! The Gnome – well, he’s a good egg. He set down his jelly beans and left the game to lend assistance, and even his Irish coin shows a hen with two chicks. With a little more help, the newcomer will soon be ready to join the Easter celebrations. In the season of new beginnings, that’s the perfect spot for a spring chick.

Dr. Thomas F. Clark