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The jar of spiders

KRISTEN was eight years old, and summer was one of her favorite times of the year. She and her family lived where there were lots of fields, ponds, and forests. There were wonderful places to explore and new things to discover.

It was always a great adventure—whether they were following a new path through the forest, building a raft to float across the pond, constructing a fort, or collecting and studying the many different kinds of bugs and other creepycrawlies found near her house.

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