Westler Valley, Countryside Season Two

The Westler Valley Voice

Opinion

— Editorial —

Water & Rain

Water certainly has it’s uses such as drinking it, washing your clothes or bathing in the local creek. Unless you’re a farmer who has work to do outside, or if you have somewhere to be like school, a good rain storm is an excellent excuse to stay inside and read a good book. Many great stories have kept me up late because I started them when the first drop of rain hit my porch.

Sadly, I have only so many books in my home. So, if a storm carries on too long, such as the ever-lasting rain, ill feelings start to rouse and a big case of the grumps will inevitably follow. This horrible storm has kicked in to an extra level of awful due to the horrible flooding and devastation this valley hasn’t seen in a century.

The only way I can see forward is sunlight and warmth that we have been missing for quite some time.

Until we do see it again, take care of yourselves and try your best to stay dry!

— Letters —

Advice from Miss Bella Berta

Sound counsel for the troubled folk of Westler Valley

Dear Miss Bella Berta,

I overheard a farmer telling tall tales in the mercantile about how he saved his wife on a floating pumpkin. Is this even possible? My children were taken with the story and wondered how me and my husband would save them should the flood waters get out of control near our house?

I don’t care for fibbing but it does happen all around us. I mean, we live near town with no pumpkins anywhere near us. What am I supposed to tell my children?

Any advice is welcome.

Concerned Mother

Miss Berta Replies

Dear Concerned Mother,

I caught wind of the very story you are mentioning in your letter. My own nephew became interested in this tale that is floating around town and asked me a similar question.

I said to him that you should say to your own children — “You have far too many chores to occupy you instead of this ridiculous tale that is clearly false. And you wouldn’t want to be spreading falsities, would you?”

This straightened out my nephew, and I’m most certain it will do the same for your children.

Truthfully,
Miss Bella Berta

Dear Miss Bella Berta,

I have a son who has been taken in with something called puddle jumping. He believes there is a Tadpole king that is hiding at the bottom of a puddle somewhere on one of Westler’s streets that is causing the rain to fall as it has been.

I admire him for wanting to help make this awful weather go away but at the same time, he has been coming home covered in mud for the last several days. What am I to do?

Please help!

Mother of Mud-Covered Son

Miss Berta Replies

Dear Mother of Mud-Covered Son,

This is easy enough to resolve. Take his protective clothing such as his rain coat or his rain boots and replace them with something that are several sizes too large.

This way, he will have such a hard time traveling around. Eventually he will give up the struggle and stay inside where he can remain warm and dry by the fireplace. Do you have any older children that you can borrow their boots?

Truthfully,
Miss Bella Berta

Dear Miss Bella Berta,

I wanted to reach out to you about this whole mess with the Jack Horner boy? I can’t believe the town council is really thinking about removing him from the town.

Sure he has caused a little bit of trouble but he doesn’t seem to know any better. Should we as the citizens of Westler really turn our backs on one of our own?

I’d love to hear your thoughts on this very troubling matter.

Troubled Citizen

Miss Berta Replies

Dear Troubled Citizen,

I understand your concerns. You clearly have a big heart. I could tell immediately that you’re the kind of neighbor I would want to live next to me.

As for Jack Horner, we all know the mischievousness he has gotten into whether he meant to or not. I’m not sure how much more damage this town can endure from these kind of antics.

At this point, I think it best to just let the town council handle the issue. That is why we have them here is to take care of us, right?

I hope this helps.

Truthfully,
Miss Bella Berta