The Legend of Henry Brewster

The Legend of Henry Brewster by: Nathaniel James Caretto
	Once upon a time, there was a child named Henry Brewster. He was born in the garden of his parent's house, with a leaf in his hand. He was a happy little boy, and his first words were, "Tree, Leaf, and Green". As Henry grew up his hair started turning green and he started getting big muscles. At nineteen he was as tall as a tree, his hair was as green as grass, and his muscles were as big as tree trunks. It was then Henry set off for a job. First he tried to be a hunter, but he was not good enough. One day Henry looked in a mirror and saw himself, and thought he looked like a gardener. So he set off for the job, and was successful. After years of being a good gardener he started getting bored of the same old color Green- Green- GREEN. So, one cold day in September Henry picked up some paints and some brushes, and he started to paint the leaves in his garden red, orange, and yellow. He liked painting leaves so much that he started painting the leaves throughout the state. Henry Brewster ended up painting all the leaves in North America. Every September he comes back and paints the leaves again. That's the Legend of Henry Brewster The End tableless version

The Legend of Henry Brewster
by: Nathaniel James Caretto

Once upon a time, there was a child named Henry Brewster. He was born in the garden of his parent's house, with a leaf in his hand. He was a happy little boy, and his first words were, "Tree, Leaf, and Green".
As Henry grew up his hair started turning green and he started getting big muscles. At nineteen he was as tall as a tree, his hair was as green as grass, and his muscles were as big as tree trunks. It was then Henry set off for a job. First he tried to be a hunter, but he was not good enough.
One day Henry looked in a mirror and saw himself, and thought he looked like a gardener. So he set off for the job, and was successful.
After years of being a good gardener he started getting bored of the same old color Green- Green- GREEN.
So, one cold day in September Henry picked up some paints and some brushes, and he started to paint the leaves in his garden red, orange, and yellow. He liked painting leaves so much that he started painting the leaves throughout the state.
Henry Brewster ended up painting all the leaves in North America. Every September he comes back and paints the leaves again.

That's the Legend of Henry Brewster
The End
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The name Henry Brewster is from my great-grandfathers' names.

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