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Close Encounters “This looks like a ripe one,” said Kaneonuskatew to himself. Nobody was around there to hear him as he talked to himself. The cornfields were think with there stalks all tall and strong. The sound that he made didn’t travel very far in any direction. He rips the corn cob off of the stalk and takes it with him for his dinner…….Close Encounters by ~Yigara
…….Kaneonuskatew is and orphan native of the Americas. His family had died in a flood roughly ten years after his birth. The tribe he was with had found him at an old willow tree with a big hole in it. They found him in the hole. They had taken care of him and taught him their ways.
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