"That's it! I'm not making any more webs

"That's it! I'm not making any more webs for you!"Charlotte yelled at Wilbur.

"But if you stop, then kids will have to learn that actions speak louder than words," said Wilbur. So he stood in the barn's doorway, alone, just "some pig" facing his doom. Mr. Zu

-ckerberg took pity on the pig. Ever since his son left the farm to make some computer company Mr. Zuckerberg felt lonely. He substituted caring for the farm animals for his love

days were filled with regret for letting his children leave the farm and become space cadets at the academy. It was hard watching them grow up so fast. Now he was alone with his

struggling crop of pod people. Staying on earth when his children had flown the nest to join Star Fleet felt like being stuck on the farm planet, especially for a guy in Iowa. B

ecause of this, he made little paper versions of his children, to pretend like they were still there. He felt like he was going insane being alone, left to watch over the pod peopl

e. On a fine spring morning he saw all the pod people coalesce into a great blob and wibble up & out into space. His paper children said nothing as usual & he felt sp desperate tha

t he almost wished they'd take him with them. But who'd take care of his pulpy progeny? Their folded faces crumpled with the years but they had character, unlike to chic pod people

. Slowly they turned toward The End, dog-eared & musty, yet still proud. They were forever bound by the past, but they knew they'd ultimately last far longer than the pod people.