Partway through the race, Willie while making his was to the saloon, hears our cheering, and stops out of curiosity. I know that snails don't have knees, but have you ever tried to motivate a snail?). Ra!" I'm not as talented as Haley, but I come up with, "Ra Ra Ree. Haley loudly chants, "Ricker Bracker, Fire Cracker. Vincent is ready and waiting at the finish line. As they begin to move, Haley and I line up behind the snails and start cheering. Now it is time for the great race to begin.Īt first, both snails stay in their shells, but then Speedy, and a few moments later Rocket, poke out their noses and antennae. We do the same, but with a blue marking pen, for Speedy. I carefully hold the snail while Vincent puts a small dot of red on top of Rocket. He thinks for a moment, and comes up with "Rocket" and "Speedy." Looking down, I see that Vincent has some marking pens from today's school exercises, so I suggest that we put a mark on the top of their shells. "You'll have to name the snails so that we can cheer them on," Haley tells Vincent. The three of us decide that the race course will be once across the sidewalk. Let's have a snail race, and you get to keep the winner." Vincent loves this idea.
Hold them steady and maybe one will come out of his shell. Vincent perks up, "Ooh, can I hold them?" "Sure. One is a shiny green, the other a little bit more yellow. "Take a look at these," I say, and pull out a pair of large snails from my pack. Penny continues on down the path to escort Jas home, while Vincent stops and looks at me expectantly. Near the little bridge close to 2 Willow Lane, we run into Penny taking Jas and Vincent home, and I suddenly get an idea and ask if we could borrow Vincent. This evening, I arrive home a little earlier than usual, and we decide to go for a walk, taking the circular route from our house to the village plaza, past Haley's old house, past Marnie's house, and up the back entrance to our farm.
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