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Two Old Women: Book Review

One day, I was browsing the bookshelves of my local library looking for something interesting to read. There’s one particular shelf in an adult section of the library that I like to browse all the time, and it’s one that has books of myth, folklore, and fairytales . I eventually found a book that I had never heard of or read before; Two Old Women . Two Old Women is a book written by Velma Wallis . It is an Alaskan legend of the Gwich’in people that Wallis’s mother told her after they had finished collecting firewood (p. xi). According to Wallis, her mother had told her this story because of an earlier conversation they had while collecting firewood (p. X.) Wallis was amazed by the fact that her mother still collected her own firewood despite being in her early fifties, and despite the work being physically difficult for her (p. xii) According to Wallis, the elders amongst her people would work until they couldn’t move or until they died (p. xii). After talking about these things, her ...
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My Cat Robbed a Bank

My cat robbed a bank last night, and it was all over the news.

I was sitting on my couch watching The Lord of the Rings when, at the corner of my eye, I saw my black feline, with a devious sparkle in his green eyes, go through the doggy door. I didn’t think anything of it. Although looking back, this sparkle was more devious than usual. Then I heard a loud screech of a car speeding past my house. I had assumed it was just a stupid person at the wheel.

When I awoke the next morning and flipped the TV to the local news, I saw a video of cats storming a bank and then throwing what the reporter said were catnip smoke bombs. The catnip smoke bombs clouded everyone’s vision, while the cats somehow opened the vault and stole the cash. The news also showed footage of the cats in my neighbor’s silver van driving crazily out of the bank’s parking lot and speeding through the streets, screeching as they made crazy turns. That must have been the screeching I heard last night. My black cat had his paws on the wheel! He was the getaway driver! He swerved past cars and ran through stop lights as police cars were in hot pursuit!

I guess that’s what I get for adopting a cat named Bandit.


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