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'But what if the caribou stop
to drink in a
river?'
Kevin could keep it up all day.
'Then we'll grab hold of a
big salmon by the fins, and swim beside him'
whispered his mother, short of ideas and breath at
the same time.
'But what if fishermen catch the salmon?
Then what will we
do?' cried Kevin triumphantly.
'Then we'll just have to
... to ... to ...
walk!'
His mother sunk in exhaustion
to the snow-covered step.
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