China or Bust

“Wat’cha doing?”

“Digging a hole to China.”

“That doesn’t really work. I tried.”

“Your hole wasn’t deep enough.”

Sammy dug all day and the next. As the summer stretched on, he dug farther into the Earth.

He spent nights curled up in his comforter on the moist soil, and days hauling up dirt with ropes and pulleys. His mom sent food down in the empty buckets.

Eventually, he broke through. He ate dumplings, walked on the Great Wall, and danced at the Dragon Boat Festival, but he missed his family.

One night, Sammy climbed in his hole to go home.

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