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This wasn’t easy for Elly. When she was happy, she wagged
her tail. And since she was a very happy dinosaur, she wagged
her tail a lot.
But whenever she happily wagged her tail, anything in its
path went flying.
Her tail bowled her brothers over. It felled small trees. It
demolished the nest of rocks that her parents had built so
carefully. Yet Elly usually didn’t notice.
“I don’t see the problem. Now let’s play tag!” she said.
