Summary: Matt laid his sticks in a row, seven sticks with seven notches. That meant it was August.  It was time for his father to come home.

The Dog

Attean came with a dog that seemed very worn out.  Its hair stuck out.  It showed me its teeth and growled at me.  The dog looked very mean.

Attean and I took a walk in the woods.  Attean took out his sharp knife and chopped off a piece of sap.  He handed it to me and said, "Eat."   I took it and put it into my mouth.  At first it tasted bitter, but after the yummy juice came, it tasted so good.  Attean and I just kept on walking.