Carrot Top
Carrot Top the scarecrow lived in a sugar beet field spring and summer. Standing still made his arms ache. Blackbird nested in his straw and `Harvey harvest mouse curled up in his trousers to sleep. The rabbits used nibble at the sugar beet.
One day the farmer came with his tractor to dig the beet and didn’t need him any more so he propped him up at the side of the field. Carrot Top felt sad and unwanted.
“Where are we going to live?” asked
Carrot Top did not know what to do. His friends left him and started looking for a new home. It had started to rain, making his straw hat soggy and tweed jacket wet. Tears trickled down his turnip face. He felt all alone.
When the farmer went to lunch, the scarecrow hopped across into the next field which had cows in it.
Carrot Top did not see them until they mooed, making him jump.
“What are you doing in our field?” asked the cows.
“Farmer don’t want me any more,” replied Carrot Top.
“We don’t either,” said Bella a big brown heifer.
Carrot Top went on his way and came to a sheep field. They all stared.
“Baa, we don’t want you!” they said.
In the next field was a horse and a young foal (which is a baby horse.)
“What are you doing in our field?” said the brown mare.
“The farmer does not want me,” replied Carrot Top.
“Well you can keep us company,” neighed Blaze, a black horse with a white star on his nose. “Make sure you shut the gate.”
He made his way to the lane and shut the gate.The sun came out, drying his jacket. He had not gone far when a tractor and trailer came along. Carrot Top thought it was farmer Bates, but it was someone else.
“You are going to be late, hop in,” he heard.
Carrot Top did as he was told, but did not know what he was going to be late for. In the trailer were several scarecrows – one was dressed as a policeman with his helmet, another lady one was little bow peep minus the sheep.Two older ones were the two ugly sisters
“Who are you?” asked Cinderella.
“I’m Carrot Top, who are you?”
“I’m Cinders and these are my horrible sisters.”
“Hey watch it!” they said, kicking out at her.
“Leave her alone you bullies,” replied Carrot Top.“Where are you going?”
“To the scarecrow festival silly,” she replied.
“I did not know about it,” said Carrot Top. I was put out of my field asfarmer Bates did not want me.”
“Oh I am sorry, you can stay with us,” replied Cinders.
Carrot top glowed inside; it was nice to be wanted. They reached the
“Wait till I see Becky,” he said.
Carrot top did not want her to get into trouble, but be could not talk to humans. Later that day the judging began. The best female scarecrow was Cinders and the winner was Carrot Top. He was thrilled and was put on show and had his photo in the local paper. Farmer Bates wished he had put him in the festival himself. Becky’s dad had his jacket back. So if you see a scarecrow on a church wall, it will be Carrot Top.
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