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	Footprints by Mark S. Davies
One day Georgie and her daddy went for a walk along the beach. The golden sands streched out ahead of them.
	Georgie ran ahead and turned around. She could see her foot prints in the sand.When her daddy caught up with her, Georgie asked “are we the first things ever to come to this beach?” “Oh no” said her daddy “Only a few hours ago, fish were where we are standing now.”
“Well where are their foot prints?” asked Georgie. Daddy laughed “Fish don´t have feet” he said They walked along a little further.
	“Who was the first animal to come to this beach?” asked Georgie. Daddy said “I don´t know Georgie, but perhaps it was a dinosaur”. “What did the dinosaur do on the beach?” Georgie said “Perhaps they came here to get an ice cream from that kiosk over there.” “Dinosaurs didn´t eat ice creams” Georgie said.
A little later they came across some foot prints in the sand that suddenly came to an end “Those are seagull prints” daddy said “But why do they stop here?” asked Georgie “was he eaten by a dinosaur?” “I don´t think so Georgie, he probably just flew away.”
	Close to the waters edge now, they came across some horses hoof prints which sudddenly disappeared. “Where did the horses go Daddy-they can´t have flown away like the seagulls did because horses don´t have wings, do they?” “Maybe they galloped into the sea” said Daddy “Of course” said Georgie “they must have been sea horses.” Daddy laughed.
As they continued along the beach they came upon a bicycle tyre track with paw prints alongside. “Is this where dingoes chased a man on a bicycle?” asked Georgie? “How do you know it wasn´t dingoes chasing a dingo on a bicycle?” Daddy asked “Dingoes don´t ride bicycles” said Georgie.
	As they approached the rocky outcages ahead of them there were some foot prints that looked like two kangaroos hopping side by side. “Whose foot prints are there?” Daddy asked Georgie. Georgie looked puzzeld “Probablyy a wobbly wallaby´s” Georgie replied
Daddy and Georgie laughed and laughed at the idea of a wobbly wallaby. When they reached the rocks they turned around and all the foot prints had gone, even their own. The tide had come in. Georgie realized why she hadn´t seen any dinosaur foot prints. They´d all been washed away a long time ago. Georgie and her Daddy climbed the rocks and walked back home.
	Georgie told her mummy all about the things she had seen and imagined. That night as Georgie slept, she dreamt about fish with feet, dinosaurs eating ice creams, dingoes on bicycles, horses galloping out to sea and disappearing seagulls. But her favorite image probably was that of wobbly wallaby.