Frankenstein Berries

When we get blackberries up here in NH, we usually get small sour berries, barely worthy of the name "berry". But in the winter, when we run out of blackberries, we rely on the grocery store to get good berries for us. Now, usually the store finds good berries, but this time, the berries were GINORMOUS! Dad gave them the nickname " Frankenstein Berries", and I thought of this think a thought.

Now I am going to tell a story for fun to tell how they became big. It was a nice summer day, and the blackberries on the vine were still small. Today they were going to fall off their bush, but they were afraid that since they were so small, they would not get picked up and shipped off. The bigger blackberries gloated, and teased the smaller ones for not getting picked.

Finally, a man came around with a basket, picking the blackberries up. When he saw the small ones, he said: "I can fix you up," and he squirted the berries with a growing juice. The berries were very excited to grow, and they puffed larger and larger, and they did not stop growing until they were the biggest blackberries of the bunch. They got packaged and sent to a big store, where they were bought and eaten.

The end.