the tree did not like the gorilla or the hippo.
it thought they were mean to the bear.
the tree stopped growing bananas and started growing kumquats.
the gorilla and the hippo went on down the road
i told you something like this would happen, the cat said to the bear and the dog.
there is no i in tree, the bear said.
or in kumquat, the bear added.
just then the sun went down and rain fell on the tree and on the ground.
a lion howled in the jungle.
and a moose bellowed in the woods.
a nightingale flew into the tree and started singing.
an owl hooted in the darkness.
with the lion’s roaring, the moose’ s bellowing, the nightingale’s singing, and the owl’s hooting, the cat, the bear and the dog could not hear themselves think, and they parted ways with the tree and with each other.
the cat took the high road and met a panther, whom he had known under the sign of saturn.
the dog found a quiet spot under a rosebush and went to sleep.
the bear took the low road and met a turtle.
the turtle understood everything, and took the long view.
the walrus and the young king waited for them all at the seashore, expecting the zookeeper to arrive with the new day.
and the zookeeper did, in his brand new airplane filled with apple pies and blackberry crumpets.
on this happy note, the book ended.
joe was pleased with himself for having learned to read, and the librarian told him he could keep the book and take it home with him.
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