TheLittleHouseReadByRich

Once upon a time there was a Little House way out in the country.

She was a pretty Little House and she was strong and well built.

The Little House was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. She watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening.

In the nights she watched the moon grow from a thin new moon to a full moon, then back again to a thin old moon; and when there was no moon she watched the stars.

Way off in the distance she could see the lights of the city.

The Little House watched the countryside slowly change with the seasons. In the Spring, she waited for the first robin.

She watched the grass turn green. She watched the buds on the trees swell and the apple trees burst into blossom. She watched the children playing in the brook.

In the long Summer days she sat in the sun and watched the trees cover themselves with leaves and the white daisies cover the hill. She watched the apples turn red and ripen. She watched the children swimming in the pool.

In the Fall, she watched the first frost turn the leaves to bright yellow and orange and red.

She watched the harvest gathered and the apples picked.

She watched the children going back to school.

In the Winter, she watched the children coasting and skating. Year followed year…. The apple trees grew old and new ones were planted. Now at night the lights of the city seemed brighter and closer.

One day the Little House was surprised to see a horseless carriage coming down the winding country road…. Pretty soon there were more of them on the road and fewer carriages pulled by horses.

Pretty soon along came a steam shovel and it dug a road through the hill covered with daisies…. Then some trucks with tar and sand, and finally a steam roller came and rolled it all smooth, and the road was done.

Now the Little House watched the trucks and automobiles going back and forth to the city. Gasoline stations … roadside stands … and small houses followed the new road. Everyone and everything moved much faster now than before.

More roads were made, and more houses and bigger houses … apartment houses and tenement houses … schools … stores … and garages crowded around the Little House.

No one wanted to live in her and take care of her any more.