One Sunday Morning, by Kate

Hello!  This is reporter Kate and I am here to tell you a tragic story about walking to church one Sunday morning.  I woke up and thought it would be a normal day but when we arrived at the dirt pathway where we have to go to walk to church we saw that it had all been plowed over and with all the rain it had turned really muddy.  We all had our Sunday shoes on and we didn't want to walk into church with muddy shoes.  Even the edges of the pathway were very muddy.  Aimee pretended that we were in a forest in Malaysia and we had to walk through the forest.  My mom took her nice shoes off and just walked in the mud.  She said it was scary wondering what she was stepping on because she couldn't see through the muddy water.  I was wearing flip-flops so it didn't matter too much.  Then in the middle of the pathway we saw a big puddle and we all washed our feet and shoes off.  We were still a bit muddy when we arrived at church but at least not as much before we found the puddle.