it gives a ringing sound.
Bing! bang! bing! bing!
And the boards are tight together!

And then the carpenter takes one piece that is going to be a leg and he
holds it so it stands right out from the top, and he takes another nail
and he nails the leg to the top. Bing! bang! bing! bing! He does this
with the other three legs of his table. And then he has four strong legs
and the top of his table all nailed together.

Then the carpenter he says to himself, "I'll put some boards across and
make it stronger." So he takes some boards sawed just the right length,
and he nails them across underneath the top, bing! bang! bing! bing! And
then he has a table!

So the carpenter lifts his table out into the middle of his room and he
puts a chair beside it. When he sits down he is smiling all over. For
the table is just the right size and just the right height and it is
strong and good to look at. The carpenter is so glad to have a table to
eat off of that he says to himself:

"Now isn't it grand?
I won't have to stand
While eating my dinner again!
For now I am able
To sit at the table
I made with saw, hammer and plane!"

THE ELEPHANT

This was written with the help of eight-year-old children who were
trying to make everything sound "heavy" and "slow."

THE ELEPHANT

The little boy had never before been to the Zoo. He walked up close to
the high iron fence. On the other side he saw a huge wrinkled grey lump
slowly sway to one side and then slowly sway back to the other. And as
it swayed from side to side its great long wrinkled trunk swung slowly
too. The little boy followed the trunk with his eye up to the huge head
of the great wrinkled grey lump. There were enormous torn worn flapping
ears. And there, too, embedded like jewels in a leather wall sparkled
two little eyes. These eyes were fastened on the little boy. They seemed
to shine in the dull wrinkled skin. Slowly the huge mass began to move.
Slowly one heavy padded foot came up and then went down with a soft
thud. Then came another soft thud and another and another. Suddenly the
monstrous trunk waved, curled, lifted, stretched and stretched, until
its soft pink end was thrust through the high iron fence and the little
boy could look up into the fleshy yawning red mouth. The little boy drew
back from the high iron fence. The end of the trunk wiggled and