Pushing through the earth, I could just about see a little worm poking
out its head from the compost heap. I got out a shovel from the shed, and
scooped the worm up, while my brother squirmed behind me, as he doesn’t like
worms in the slightest. I carried the worm on the shovel over to the lawn, and
gently laid it down. The worm didn’t budge. I tried nudging it, shooing it off
the shovel. Eventually, I gave up. The worm didn’t want to get off. I picked up
the shovel again, but the worm changed his mind just as I lifted it…
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