My orange canoe named Tornado began its journey in the Red River. On its way through the Red River, it saw a bison, some moose, and a few beavers. The bison almost trampled the small canoe. The moose took a drink of water when the canoe was passing by, and got stuck in its horns. After awhile, the moose tried to take a drink, but the canoe fell out of its horns and scared the moose away. The beavers trapped it in their dam, and used the canoe as one of the top pieces on the dam. The way the canoe escaped the dam is when the water rose up and the dam got torn apart. Then, the canoe traveled peacefully up the Red River until whoever found this canoe took it out of the water or registered the code on it.