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“It’s a…it’s a…it’s a….” she spluttered

dropping the packet of herbal tea. Mrs Blast

had been away for a couple of days and so

hadn’t heard about or seen Wilma.

“It’s an elephant!” said Poppy. “Don’t

worry She’s very friendly.”

Mrs Blast’s loud ahhhhh sound had

disturbed Wilma. Wilma didn’t know if a

sound like that meant it was a friend or an

enemy. She stood and stared at Mrs Blast

for a few seconds. Then she dipped her

trunk into the bucket of water that the

Brown’s had put out for her.

Wilma’s trunk slurped up a trunkful. But it

wasn’t a nice refreshing drink Wilma

wanted. Waving her trunk in Mrs Blast’s

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