Notes
rocky shore 岩礁;
chime チャイム[ひと組の鐘]が鳴る;
chirp チューチュー[チーチー]鳴く;
yell 叫び声をあげる、大声で叫ぶ;

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“See anything?” the father yelled from his truck. His son had ran toward the pond as soon as they had arrived. Standing on the rocky shore, the son stared into the dark blue water. Sounds of birds and bugs chimed and chirped all around him. The surrounding nature seemed very excited and alive on this sunny spring afternoon.

“There are fish here!” the boy answered excitedly. The father continued unpacking the fishing poles and gear from his truck. It had many years since he had last gone fishing.

“Hey Dad, you should see this,” the boy said. “There’s a fish here with a really large head!” he continued. “A fish with a large head?” the father thought, “What could that be?”

“What do you think it is?” the father yelled back as he finished unloading the gear.

Though the sounds from the trees were loud, his son’s silence seemed louder. “Hey, son!” the father yelled again, as he began to walk toward the pond. “Where did you go?” he asked repeatedly.(to be continued. By Prof. Michael Okamoto)
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Notes:
footstep 足音;
bend 折り曲げ;
Squish (…を)ぐしゃっとつぶす;

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The sounds of an alarm clock and footsteps coming from the next room made the brothers freeze. “Run!” cried Vincent, as all three boys dropped their surgery treasures and ran toward the open window as fast as their little legs could carry them.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

The footsteps continued their slow pace toward the kitchen to where the boys were. Farmer John, an old but very large man, entered the kitchen and saw the open window that he had forgotten to close the night before. While walking over to close it, farmer John saw the three brothers. “You dirty little creatures!” Said farmer John, bending down towards the closest brother…
Squish!

The two remaining brothers ran as quickly as they could from old farmer John. But their legs were too short. Clint watched, horrified, as farmer John’s giant hand reached down toward Grant, the youngest brother.
Squish!

Although he was fast, even Clint couldn’t run away from farmer John’s giant hand. A dark shadow was the last thing the ant would ever see.
Squish!
(End. by Prof. Michael Okamoto)
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