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We left the house and ing his way back to the hollow tree
drove to the spot where we would near our blind. After a while, Dad
park. We’d have to walk the rest of tapped my leg and pointed off to
the way to our blind that we built the right side of the field. I saw
together a couple months earlier. It two does, a fawn, and a small
was still very dark. Dad gave me a spike.
green light to see when I walked,
but I stayed close to him so he “Not the ones we’re look-
could see too. We got to the blind ing for,” Dad said, “but they’re still
and felt much colder than the day fun to watch.” My anticipation
before. The sun finally started to grew as I watched them silently
come up, and I graze for what seemed like hours.
could see Dad told me watching the deer
Jesse Hardy patches of would give me good practice with
Junior Division Boy light fog my binoculars. They finally moved
Grade: 7 Teacher: Miranda Lewis rolling across on, I guess to bed down for the
day. We spent a while watching
the meadow.
Age: 13 School: Maple Public squirrels play, and an occasional
The morning crow looking for some corn. Dad
Sharing The Heritage light began to cast shadows over nudged my shoulder with his el-
the field, and it seemed that every- bow. This time something was dif-
The First Cold Morning
thing looked like a deer. I had my ferent. He kept staring out the win-
binoculars up and looking every- dow, never looking over at me. He
I studied hard and finally
where. I could see my dad occa- nodded his head toward the field. I
gotten my youth hunter safety card.
sionally chuckle. He told me, looked out and saw a big deer
Rifle season was finally here. Dad
“Don’t look for vertical line, like a across the meadow. It had its head
said that I better brush my teeth
tree up and town. Look for hori- down and was moving fast. Its tail
and get to bed as we had to get an
zontal lines, like a deer’s back”. was straight back. The deer would
early start and there was a cold
That helped me see further into the stop, run a little further, and then
front coming in. That night, I could
woods right away. stop again.
hardly sleep! I heard dad’s alarm
clock sound and was dressed by
“I think I hear something (Continued on next page)
the time he knocked on my door.
coming,” I told Dad. He smiled
and pointed to an old raccoon mak-
