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Fergus & Delilah This book is about a girl who goes to a new part for the first time and makes friends with a lots and lots of different boys and girls but there’s one boy who keeps chewing her away and this boy is called Fergus the focus is on the autism spectrum. Let’s find out what happens. Ferguson Delilah’s story was written by Elena. The pictures were drawn by Misha Alexander. For everyone because we are all wired a little bit differently. Delilah stood tall and looks all around. This part was all new bright sites and strange sounds she was there to make friends with the kids of the park laugh giggle and play before it got dark the kids will like her with heads that were square with heartbeats and brains and wires for hair clinging and climbing swinging and sliding but all by himself, one kid was hiding. Did you think up through the maze hand holding on tight a small helping boost to reach the big height, three new friends, the sneak the unique kid who doesn’t speak? A sweet sounding song Went floating on by a boy was hum humming. I searching for the sky. Hello said Delilah. I like hunting to the boy looked right past her. She was blocking his view. I’ll try again later to make friends with you. Look am I doing this, right? Ring ring same truck Hopkins lick their lips. She laughed with the girls while catching her drips last again three new friends, but all the quite small the kid who’s on the ball brownie crumbs raining down from the sky. The boy was eating in branches up high. Hello. Y’all Delilah. I like brownies too. But the boys blocked his ears. What more could she do? I’ll try again later. I’ll try something new. Pizza dentata the teacher brought it Delilah jumped on and the to nearly flipped three new friends who blew the to to the kid who does kungfu she found a big hole. The hole is quite round. The boy was digging deep down in the sand. Hello said Delilah, I like digging too, but the boy was too busy. He told her to shoe. I’ll try again later. That’s what I’ll do. Come to our cupcake shop. There’s plenty to buy Delilah swapped pinecones and ate a mud pie, three new friends. The shy the tough guy the kid who rolls on by What is his name that point by the tires the boy with the Tangled Up twisted up wires? His name is Fergus. He’s fairly well known he plays in the park. But always alone Fergus was spinning Focus was flapping it looked like such fun. Delilah was clapping. She joined in the dance. She started to twirl. She was going so fast. Her head was a whirl, Fergus. Stop flapping Delilah. Stop spinning. Hi. My name is Fergus Ray Franklin. Nice to meet you. Twisting and turning whirling and Wheeling flailing and flopping smiling and squealing together as friends to dance away the children all watched and started to sway. It is. Took water to try a small spin for others to see they too could join in a now routine all playing as one wired up different and yet having fun. What do I do now? But that is not all this isn’t the end. There’s still one left out. Could she be their friend look at you says I want to play too? This story shows us that everybody is wired differently, but no one should be playing alone in the park.

Have you ever been to a new park and try to me?¬†book is about a girl who goes to a new part for the first time and makes friends with a lots and lots of different boys and girls but there’s one boy who keeps chewing her away and this boy is called Fergus the focus is on the autism spectrum. Let’s find out what happens. Ferguson Delilah story was written by Elena. The pictures were drawn by Misha Alexander. For everyone because we are all wired a little bit differently. Delilah stood tall and looks all around. This part was all new bright sites and strange sounds she was there to make friends with the kids of the park laugh giggle and play before it got dark the kids will like her with heads that were square with heartbeats and brains and wires for hair clinging and climbing swinging and sliding but all by himself one kid was hiding. Did you think up through the maze hand holding on tight a small helping boost to reach the big height three new friends the sneak the unique the kid who doesn’t speak. A sweet sounding song Went floating on by a boy was hum humming. I searching the sky. Hello said Delilah. I like hunting to the boy looked right past her. She was blocking his view. I’ll try again later to make friends with you. Look am I doing this, right? Ring ring same truck Hopkins lick their lips. She laughed with the girls while catching her drips last again three new friends, but all the quite small the kid who’s on the ball brownie crumbs raining down from the sky. The boy was eating in branches up high. Hello. Y’all Delilah. I like brownies too. But the boys blocked his ears. What more could she do? I’ll try again later. I’ll try something new. Pizza dentata the teacher brought it Delilah jumped on and the to nearly flipped three new friends who blew the to to the kid who does kongfu she found a big hole. The hole is quite round. The boy was dig digging deep down in the sand. Hello said Delilah, I like digging too, but the boy was too busy. He told her to shoe. I’ll try again later. That’s what I’ll do. Come to our cupcake shop. There’s plenty to buy Delilah swapped pinecones and ate a mud pie three new friends. The shy the tough guy the kid who rolls on by What is his name that point by the tires the boy with the Tangled Up twisted up wires? His name is Fergus. He’s fairly well known he plays in the park. But always alone Fergus was spinning Focus was flapping it looked like such fun. Delilah was clapping. She joined in the dance. She started to twirl. She was going so fast. Her head was a whirl Fergus. Stop flapping Delilah. Stop spinning. Hi. My name is Fergus Ray Franklin. Nice to meet you. Twisting and turning whirling and Wheeling flailing and flopping smiling and squealing together as friends the to danced away the children all watched and started to sway. It is. Took water to try a small spin for others to see they too could join in a now routine all playing as one wired up different and yet having fun. What do I do now? But that is not all this isn’t the end. There’s still one left out. Could she be their friend look at you says I want to play too. This story shows us that everybody is wired differently, but that no one should be playing alone in the park.

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