The Storm Starts, When The Drops Start

Think And Wonder, Wonder And Think.

Be Awesome! Be A Book Nut!

I Am The Lorax! I Speak For The Trees, Which You Seem To Be Chopping As Fast As You Please; But I Also Speak For The Brown Barbaloots, Who Frolicked And Played In Their Barbaloot Suits, Happily Eating Truffula Fruits. Now, Since You've Chopped The Trees To The Ground There's Not Enough Truffula Fruit To Go 'round! And My Poor Barbaloots Are All Feeling The Crummies Because They Have Gas, And No Food, In Their Tummies.

People Are Weird. When We Find Someone With Weirdness That Is Compatible With Ours, We Team Up And Call It Love.

So, Open Your Mouth, Lad! For Every Voice Counts!