imagine yourself to be a country mouse and write a story where you ran into conflict with a town mouse. give your story a title and remember to use juicy, vivid verbs and fresh modifiers (adjectives and adverbs)
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A town and a country mouse were cousins. The country mouse was simple and lived inside a cosy log by the side of a sunflower field. Life is simple in the countryside and the mouse got by on a few sunflower seeds and wheat stalks most of the days. Some days would be a treat as he would get bread crumbs and cheese leftover after the farmer’s meal. A fresh bubbling stream next to the log had all the clean water he needed whenever he got thirsty. The town mouse would occasionally visit his country cousin for a breath of fresh air and an escape from the hustle and bustle of the mechanized world. Being accustomed to lavish varieties of food in the city, the simple country experience was a chance for him to unwind and go back to town hungry for more.
Since the country mouse had never visited the big town, his cousin suggested that he come stay with him and experience the town all for himself and not just listen to his adventures and stories. The town mouse happily accepted his cousin’s offer, as, after all, he always spoke about how much better life in the big town was compared to the country. Although the country was a peaceful place to live, he wouldn’t give up the pleasures of his town to settle for a laid back life with little to do. He often remarked that he couldn’t grasp why any mouse would want to live in the countryside with so little and barely getting by. They set off at once for the town.
Upon arrival, the country mouse was astonished at the size of his cousin’s house; a four-storied building with cast-iron railings, white stucco pillars and massive doors leading to endlessly long hallways. The brightly polished furniture and oak floors sparkled with the reflection of the ceiling’s crystal chandeliers. After a tour of his upscale mansion, it was finally time for the country mouse to try out the delicious spread of food his cousin always gloated about. The gorgonzola cheese, cream and cakes, truffles, tender meat and champagne were something the country mouse had only imagined
The dining room was massive, to say the least. The country mouse gasped at the sight of the assortment of food left behind on the table. The humans were just done with their dinner and there was so much to eat for the mice; cookies, jellies, meat-cuts, fresh bread, and ice-cream. They jumped in and buried themselves in the rich food. The country mouse stuffed his mouth with the delicious cakes, drank the sweet champagne and staggered around dizzy. He was having the time of his life with a full belly and having forgotten what it’s like to have little most days or starve sometimes. The world couldn’t be a happier place!
But before they had well begun, the door of the larder opened and some one came in. The two Mice scampered off and hid themselves in a narrow and exceedingly uncomfortable hole. Presently, when all was quiet, they ventured out again. But some one else came in, and off they scuttled again. This was too much for the visitor. "Good bye," said he, "I'm off. You live in the lap of luxury, I can see, but you are surrounded by dangers whereas at home I can enjoy my simple dinner of roots and corn in peace."
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*A town and a country mouse were cousins. The country mouse was simple and lived inside a cosy log by the side of a sunflower field. Life is simple in the countryside and the mouse got by on a few sunflower seeds and wheat stalks most of the days. Some days would be a treat as he would get bread crumbs and cheese leftover after the farmer’s meal. A fresh bubbling stream next to the log had all the clean water he needed whenever he got thirsty. The town mouse would occasionally visit his country cousin for a breath of fresh air and an escape from the hustle and bustle of the mechanized world. Being accustomed to lavish varieties of food in the city, the simple country experience was a chance for him to unwind and go back to town hungry for more.
Since the country mouse had never visited the big town, his cousin suggested that he come stay with him and experience the town all for himself and not just listen to his adventures and stories. The town mouse happily accepted his cousin’s offer, as, after all, he always spoke about how much better life in the big town was compared to the country. Although the country was a peaceful place to live, he wouldn’t give up the pleasures of his town to settle for a laid back life with little to do. He often remarked that he couldn’t grasp why any mouse would want to live in the countryside with so little and barely getting by. They set off at once for the town.
Upon arrival, the country mouse was astonished at the size of his cousin’s house; a four-storied building with cast-iron railings, white stucco pillars and massive doors leading to endlessly long hallways. The brightly polished furniture and oak floors sparkled with the reflection of the ceiling’s crystal chandeliers. After a tour of his upscale mansion, it was finally time for the country mouse to try out the delicious spread of food his cousin always gloated about. The gorgonzola cheese, cream and cakes, truffles, tender meat and champagne were something the country mouse had only imagined
The dining room was massive, to say the least. The country mouse gasped at the sight of the assortment of food left behind on the table. The humans were just done with their dinner and there was so much to eat for the mice; cookies, jellies, meat-cuts, fresh bread, and ice-cream. They jumped in and buried themselves in the rich food. The country mouse stuffed his mouth with the delicious cakes, drank the sweet champagne and staggered around dizzy. He was having the time of his life with a full belly and having forgotten what it’s like to have little most days or starve sometimes. The world couldn’t be a happier place!
But before they had well begun, the door of the larder opened and some one came in. The two Mice scampered off and hid themselves in a narrow and exceedingly uncomfortable hole. Presently, when all was quiet, they ventured out again. But some one else came in, and off they scuttled again. This was too much for the visitor. "Good bye," said he, "I'm off. You live in the lap of luxury, I can see, but you are surrounded by dangers whereas at home I can enjoy my simple dinner of roots and corn in peace."
Moral : Safety is the first importance*