Page 9 - How Sophie Grumble Guts Got Her Name
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The river changed course suddenly and Sophie’s basket was
washed up into the fork of a tree. She looked around, and down,
worriedly.
She could not see any way she could get down. She was cold and
wet and bedraggled and very frightened.
She curled up as tightly as she could and cried, till she fell
asleep from sheer exhaustion.
The next morning - things didn’t look much better. Sophie was
still cold and wet and stuck - and now she was hungry.
She started to bark - gradually building in loudness and intensity
and urgency.
