If any of youse guys likes tiny trees, come wit me an join da PALT. Dis here Protect All Little Trees club dat I'm joinin is a real wortwile ting. Back at da old school, Maine, big trees grows all over da place. At dis school, Maine West, we gut only a few of dem. Listen, youse kids gotta help me. If we don't do sometin pretty fast, mutts, woodpeckers and dem Boy Scouts will hoit des trees.

Wit spring just around da corner, da dainty, little buds on dem trees will pop outa da bark. Now what da PALT club plans to do is to keep a 26 hour-a-day watch on da little trees so dat notin happens to em. Da little Okes, Alms, Chesnut, and Mapul trees will need a lot of watur, so dat means dat we gotta take terns carrying bukets of dat stuff to dem little trees. But after we all work hard for about 15 years, da fruits of our labor will reward us. Can't all of you guys see it in your

mind? Squirrals, gofers, and chipmonks will run around all day, collecting da tiny nuts in perperashon for da coming winter. Mugs and der dolls will sit under da trees to escape from da cruel sun. Da whole school will be happier if us guys works hard now.

My heart bleeds every time it snows. Dos little trees spent da whole winter out in da cold. Why don't da Biology guys do somtin? Instead of making stuff for the salads in the lunchroom, they should put da trees in da glasshouses. Did ya notice what dem workers did when dey puts da trees in da ground? Foist dey digs a hole; den dey puts da tree in da hole; den da nuts puts garbage in da hole instead of durt. Ain't dat nutty! Hows da tree gona grow in garbage?

If all of us nachur lovers gets todedder and works hard, dem trees are gona do okay.