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(Doctors Crossing Hobo named Scudders) wants (to stay at his hut under the doctors   Crossing bridge) because (he has been living there for the past 50 years), but (the road department is taking down the bridge and replacing it). Plot: Scudders the hobo is sad when the bridge he lives under is getting replaced. He move and becomes severely depressed until some sweet people do something to make his life better. Conflict: The old wooden bridge on doctors crossing is getting replaced with a concrete one and Scudders home is getting destroyed. Characters: Scudders and the Children Title: The New Home Symbols: The Old wooden bridge Theme: Carleigh Sprouse __ The New Home  __ “Whack, Whack, Whack.” Scudders quickly jumped up and looked over the side of the bridge. He noticed some workers banging signs into the earth. As soon as they left he ran up to see what they were for. On either side of the bridge a sign read, “ This bridge will be closed from 9-24 to 10-5, 2012 for repairs. Scudders was devastated! The bridge on Doctors Crossing had been his home for the past 50 years. He could not bear the thought of losing it. He ran back under the bridge where he had been living. He sat with his feet dipped into the creek thinking about how much time he had spent here under the bridge. It seemed like he had lived there forever. He loved the bridge. He became homeless, not because of financial reasons, but because he was tired of all the new things going on. He wanted to escape the stressful, hectic life he was living. Scudders wanted to live like he did when he was a child. He fondly remembered living in a small cabin in the woods, living and enjoying the nature around him. No technology, no bothers…. just peace. He left his house and wandered down Doctors Crossing until he came to the bridge. He thought it was the perfect place. Beginning that day he would hide under the bridge and catch crayfish and live a peaceful life. Every morning he would wake up when he heard a loud “Clump, Clump, Clump, BAM”! He would stare through the cracks in the wood from under the bridge. It kept him sheltered and he enjoyed the loud, clamoring noises the bridge would make from the cars riding over. The people living or passing through Doctor’s Crossing loved him. Everyone found him very pleasant and jolly. He would wave to them as they drove by in their cars or on the school bus. They would come down and play with him in the creek. It was mostly the children that would come and visit. They would always bring him some kind of present like a bar of soap or a new outfit. They loved to come around suppertime when he had a fire lit and he would play the harmonica. The children would laugh and the hobo would smile. He loved the children too. They were good company and he would miss them dearly. Scudders came back from his journey down memory lane. He found himself twirling his beard and mustache. Suddenly it dawned on him that he would have to move. He had so many fond memories of the bridge and the sounds it made. He couldn’t stand the thought of it becoming concrete. His life would be too silent. His heart ached as he started to pack, knowing there was not anything he could do to stop them. That evening all the neighborhood children came down to the bridge. The heartbroken Hobo told them the bad news. All the children started to cry. Scudders tried to calm them down by playing the harmonica. The children just cried even more. The hobo sent them home to their mommies and told them goodnight. He put out the fire and went to sleep. The next morning Scudders woke up and heard the construction vehicles coming in. Suddenly to his surprise her heard all the little children yelling, “STOP, YOU’RE RUINING THE HOBO’S HOME!” Scudders jumped up and ran towards the children. He stopped them saying, “I’m sorry to stop you but aren’t you late for school?” The children told the hobo their plan. The children were going to skip school to try and save the Hobos home. The children yelled, kicked and hit the workers. Still the workers would not give in. Eventually, Scudders walked the children home and told their parents what had happened. They were proud of their children for fighting for the poor man. Scudders thought about moving back into his house down on Stony Point Road. But he didn’t want to go back to the pain and torture he thought he would face. He would rather move downstream. Scudders was so upset he just didn’t know what to do. He ate his last crayfish supper at the old bridge and went to sleep, without seeing the children. When he woke up the next morning, he picked up what little he owned. His only possessions were a pocketknife, a piece of string, and a harmonica. He clutched them tightly as he headed downstream, leaving his home forever. When the kids got home from school they went down to the bridge and noticed the hobo was nowhere to be found. They all sat down where the Hobo would sit and cried. Scudders had been a part of their lives and now he left them without saying goodbye. Every morning Scudders walked back down to his old home and watched his shelter become destroyed and rebuilt with concrete. His footprints were embedded into the muddy bank. One day he became so depressed that he stayed at his new spot under an old oak tree. He sat there for a week and all he did was eat crayfish and sleep. Meanwhile, the bridge was completed. The children noticed the footprints in the mud and knew that they must have been the Hobo’s. They knew he came down everyday to see the progress. So they decided to make something that might help to mend his broken heart. The children started working hard to earn money to build Scudders a small cabin about 50 feet from the old bridge. The kids finally earned the money and all their fathers chipped in and helped the children build the small cabin for him. They worked day and night until it was finished. They noticed Scudders footprints had disappeared. They were now worried that he would never come back. One day Scudders woke up and heard a bunch of people calling his name. He got up and said, “What do you want? I am in no mood to listen to anyone.” The children ran to him and started hugging him saying, “We found you! We thought you were gone forever. When your footprints disappeared we thought you would never come back. Come on we want to show you something!” The hobo was weak and didn’t want to move, but he obeyed the children and got himself up. He walked with the help of the children. When they finally got to the bridge the hobo broke into tears seeing his old home gone. The kids were trying to cheer him up. They didn’t understand why he was so sad. Scudders looked around and jumped for joy when he saw what the children had done for him. He instantly turned back to his old self and his heart was now warm and cheery. The cabin was perfect and it didn’t have any electricity or technology. He was thrilled that the kids would do such a nice thing for him. He could now live near his old home. Everybody’s daily routine went back to normal. The kids would come and listen to him play the harmonica around the campfire. Scudders would wave to the people going by. He loved his new life. To him it was paradise. If you listen carefully as you cross the new concreted and steel Doctors Crossing bridge you can hear the strains of Scudders’ harmonica as he plays it in his new cabin in the woods.
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 * Duct tape
 * dress
 * hobo
 * crane
 * Destroy
 * Jack o lantern
 * crayfish
 * creek
 * Black
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 * concrete
 * revenge
 * angry
 * sock
 * eye