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The Tale of Ferdinand Frog
The Forest Fright
It Could Happen...
Who Did Patrick's Homework?
She lowered the knife and it grew even brighter. The pumpkin
let off an eerie glow as Daffy hesitated, and wiped beads of
sweat off her forehead. The restaurant kitchen was hot and
musty, but she still shivered with fear. Daffy didn't know
why but she felt that something was wrong with cutting open
the pumpkin. She was so jittery that when the phone rang she
dropped the knife on the floor and jumped. Daffy took a
second to calm down. Then she picked up the phone. "Hello.
This is the Dessert dish, may I help you?" Daffy asked. As
she waited for answer, she wondered why anyone would call
her at 11:00 at night.
Then the voice on the other end of the line said, "I'm one of
your best customers, Molly. I just want to know which of your
desserts has the least number of calories."
Daffy thought for a second before answering, "Off the top of
my head I'm not sure, but if you'll hold on I can check on
the menu. I'll only be a minute." She shuffled into the
dining room and flicked on the light. The tables were dark
and shiny with red and white checkered table cloths. There
was a bar at one end of the room that had swivel stools.
They were covered in red cloth. The walls were white. All
in all it looked pretty good. The grand opening had been
five months ago, and the restaurant had done very well. Then
Daffy went to the nearest table and picked up a menu.
She then said to Molly, out of breath, "I have the menu
right here. The dessert with the least amount of calories
is Pumpkin Pie, and if you come in tomorrow I'm sure you
can have a great pie. I just picked up a fresh pumpkin.
It seemed to call out to me, and the way it glowed made
me pick it."
There was an uneasy silence on the other end. Finally Molly
replied, "Oh, is that so?" Her voice was mischievous. "Well,
can you check the menu again?" She asked in that same voice.
One second later, Daffy heard a whirring sound through the
telephone. What a strange noise. She went to check the menu
again. Strangely the word dessert had changed to esert.
"What ? How can that be?" Daffy said out loud.
She went back to the phone. "Pumpkin pie Has the least
calories. You know what I saw? On my menu the word dessert
has changed to desert. Must have been a type-o," Daffy said.
"Yah, must have been," Molly said "Well, I have to go. See
you 'round," Molly said. Daffy went back to the pumpkin. As
she lowered the knife, sweat came down her head. As she
slowly laid the knife on the pumpkin even more sweat came.
She drew back and chopped with all her might. The pumpkin
was hard at first, then became soft. When she finally cut
the pumpkin sand flew out. Daffy was so scared she couldn't
move. Then a lone cactus flowed out. It had three points.
The top one opened and water flowed out, creating a small
waterfall. It flowed into the wooden bowl on the counter.
It stood there for a second, then started to evaporate. It
made a form in the sky. Then it turned solid. It was a
Daffy asked, "Who are you?" Daffy asked, quite scared. "I'm
Alex de demon de desert DeBeers!" Alex roared. Alex was
wearing a red cape and looked like a beast. He had short
black fur all over his body. His eyes were red and they
glared evilly. Alex had a sand colored staff with a huge
cactus that was covered with huge black needle-like spikes.
There were claws on his toes and fingers that were sharp
enough to slice a board in half. The demon's voice was loud
He then boomed, "I want you to go on a mission for me." His
voice seemed to make the walls shake.
"What kind of mission? "Daffy asked. "I want you to give me
a sacrifice," Alex hissed. He continued. "Then I'll give you
"Let me think about it," Daffy said.
Then, as she walked out of the room, greed consumed her like
a black hole. Her eyes became angry and narrow. Daffy's mouth
turned into a sneering line as she thought of working so late
in the night for so little pay.
Then the demon's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Are you
finished thinking? I'm a busy demon!" Daffy had made up her
She stomped stormily to the kitchen to speak to the demon.
"I have made up my mind Alex de Demon de Desert de Beers.
Tell me where the treasure of Rascal Ritter is hidden!"
Everybody in town over the age of five knew who Rascal
Ritter was. He had been a pirate in the 1800's who was
supposed to have buried the treasure of King Jarred in this
town. It was supposed to be worth over 100,000,000 dollars
in jewels. Nobody has ever found it, even though every
tourist had tried. Nobody knows if the stories are true,
but elders told them so convincingly that many adults
believed them, including Daffy.
Then Alex said in a dead whisper. "I need the sacrifice
"What is that, "Daffy asked in a frightened voice. The demon
sounded insulted that Daffy didn't know about his devilish
Then he yelled, "Human sacrifice! For every time I do your
bidding you must give me a human that I can eat any way I
want." At any other time Daffy would have been horrified
at the thought of eating live humans. But greed can make
people do crazy things they would never have thought of
That is what made Daffy say, "My cousin, Craig, is coming
tomorrow. I will bring him to you. I promise."
But Alex de Demon de Desert de Beers was not trusting, so he
said sharply,he chateau must be haunted he
first thought but abruptly shook that thought from his head.
Suddenly, out of the blue came a maniacal laugh. It echoed
through the immense chateau. Slowly, a faint figure of a
man appeared in the shadows; it was that of General Zaroff.
Zaroff started to speak. "Hello Rainford. You thought that
you had gotten rid of me, eh? Well, General Zaroff is not
easily beaten. You are going to die and suffer, just as I
have done.", he threatened. Rainsford opened his lips to
utter a cry, but only a whisper was heard. Zaroff went
on, "Maybe I should explain to you why you must die. You see,
I was once a brave young man like yourself but one day as I
was sailing a tidal wave completely crushed my yacht. I was
the only survivor. I swam to shore and came upon this
chateau. Had I known what evils lurked within its walls, I
would have thought myself better off to have been drowned
at sea. And you will too, my dear fellow, for the fate that
awaits you is more bitter than death. The inhabitant of this
Island welcomed me in and invited me to stay for as long as
I pleased. He was a very trange man. Then one night, he
killed me, with the very same knife that you see here." He
pulled the foot long machette out of its sheath and the
sharp blade glistened. Rainsford gasped, and seeing the
knife, instinctively attempted to run away but his feet
remained cemented to the floor, as if by some unseen force.
Zaroff continued to speak. "He planned to sacrifice me to
let the evil powers inside his body infest mine. Only then
he would be free of The Curse. He arrived to this island
the same way as you and I, and many men before him.When you
arrived on this island I was no longer alive although I
looked and acted perfectly normal. The chain goes on forever,
so the evil shall stay alive!"
"But why must I take your place?", demanded Rainsford. "You
had your choice of all the sailors that arrived on this
island. Why did you not choose one of them?", he continued.
"The answer is simple." replied Zaroff. "Not just anyone can
take my place. He must first pass a test to prove his worth.
In your case it was the hunt, which you passed well. You
shall be the next to carry on the torch. And may your soul
rest in peace when you pass it on!" With these words, he
raised his machette, ready to stab at Rainsford who was
quicker. He dashed out of the pantry in his stocking feet,
expertly dodging the knife that was thrust at him. With
Zaroff hot on his trail, he climbed the staircase and enteed
the bedroom. He was cornered. The only route of escape would
bring him out the window to a one-hundred foot drop to the
courtyard below, where the hounds awaited. They would
certainly tear him to pieces, as they had done with Zaroff.
Zaroff floated to where Rainsford stood. Again he lunged at
Rainsford. He reacted, but not fast enough. Blood spurted
from his lips as the knife's blade entered his throat. He
took two steps backwards and fell out of the window. His
body came into contact with the spongy earth and many
cracking noises were heard, as if all the bones in his body
were breaking. Rainsford was lucky to feel no more pain. He
was dead. Zaroff's ghost watched as the famished hounds tore
mercilessly at Rainsford's flesh. Zaroff gave a contented
sigh and faded away.
In the moonlight courtyard, the hounds were asleep.
Rainsford's ghost rose slowly from the mangled remains of
his body In the small yacht, heading towards Ship Trap
island, the young man slept peacefully. He had no idea of
what horrors fate held for him...
Patrick never did homework. "Too boring," he said. He
played baseball and basketball and Nintendo instead. His
teachers told him, "Patrick! Do your homework or you won't
learn a thing." And it's true, sometimes he did feel like
But what could he do? He hated homework.
Then on St. Patrick's Day his cat was playing with a little
doll and he grabbed it away. To his surprise it wasn't a
doll at all, but a man of the tiniest size. He had a little
wool shirt with old fashioned britches and a high tall hat
much like a witch's. He yelled, "Save me! Don't give me back
to that cat. I'll grant you a wish, I promise you that."
Patrick couldn't believe how lucky he was! Here was the
answer to all of his problems. So he said, "Only if you do
all my homework 'til the end of the semester, that's 35
days. If you do a good enough job, I could even get A's."
The little man's face wrinkled like a dishcloth thrown in
the hamper. He kicked his legs and doubled his fists and he
grimaced and scowled and pursed his lips, "Oh, am I cursed!
But I'll do it."
And true to his word, that little elf began to do Patrick's
homework. Except there was one glitch. The elf didn't always
know what to do and he needed help. "Help me! Help me!" he'd
say. And Patrick would have to help -- in whatever way.
"I don't know this word," the elf squeeked while reading
Patrick's homework. "Get me a dictionary. No, what's even
better. Look up the word and sound it out by each letter."
When it came to math, Patrick was out of luck. "What are
times tables?" the elf shrieked. "We elves never need that.
And addition and subtraction and division and fractions?
Here, sit down beside me, you simply must guide me."
Elves know nothing of human history, to them it's a mystery.
So the little elf, already a shouter, just got louder "Go to
the library, I need books. More and more books. And you can
help me read them too."
As a matter of fact every day in every way that little elf
was a nag! Patrick was working harder than ever and was it
a drag! He was staying up nights, had never felt so weary,
was going to school with his eyes puffed and bleary.
Finally the last day of school arrived and the elf was free
to go. As for homework, there was no more, so he quietly and
slyly slipped out the back door.
Patrick got his A's; his classmates were amazed; his
teachers smiled and were full of praise. And his parents?
They wondered what had happened to Patrick. He was now the
model kid. Cleaned his room, did his chores, was cheerful,
never rude, like he had developed a whole new attitude.
You see, in the end Patrick still thought he'd made that
tiny man do all his homework. But I'll share a secret, just
between you and me. It wasn't the elf; Patrick had done it
One day, overnight, the world turned violet. Just about
everything turned violet from the sky and ocean and mountains
to the trees and animals and people and from the tallest
skyscrapers to the tiniest ant. People sat around looking at
one another wondering if they were dreaming. But nobody woke
up and things stayed violet, all except for a single Blue Jay
who hadn't changed color and stayed the brightest blue. Being
the only thing in the world that wasn't violet, he was caught
and put in a cage.
People were shocked. Some were afraid and some were amazed
and a few thought it funny, because along with everyone else,
the President was very violet. Whole families were violet as
were teachers, movie stars, doctors, nurses, gas station
attendants, the Queen of England, the President of Mozambique,
taxi-drivers, everybody. They went from place to place in
their violet cars and buses and rode violet bikes and sat on
violet furniture and ate violet food. Even Hershey's candy
bars had turned all violet as had Skittles and M&M's. Girls
generally thought this yucky, but some boys thought it was
The smartest scientists in the world gathered to figure it
out. Was something wrong with people's eyes or was it a trick
of nature? They did studies and tests and analyzed and
evaluated and debated and wrote article after article, but
couldn't explain it.
And no longer could people say they felt "blue" or were
"green" with envy or had a "green" thumb. So what they said
and how they said it began to change. Some people said violet
was now the most important color in the world because it was
everywhere. Others said that violet had no importance at all
because there was too much of it. They discussed and argued,
joined clubs, held debates, wrote books, and produced movies
all about the issue of the importance or unimportance of the
The color of the Blue Jay became a big issue because he had
such a little bit of blue and the world had such a whole lot
of violet. People argued about the importance of that. Some
said the Blue Jay must be a very special bird or maybe not a
bird at all because he alone had kept his true color. Others
said this was silly, that the Blue Jay ate bird seed and
drank water and fluffed his feathers and that other than his
special color he was still just a bird.
It was exactly one year to the day after the world had turned
violet that people awoke to find the world had turned yellow.
All except the Blue Jay.
In some ways a yellow world isn't any different than a violet
world. People simply said yellow instead of violet when they
talked about things. Only now the Blue Jay was more important
than ever because he alone had stayed the color blue and
people argued about what that meant. They lined up for miles
just to take a look at him.
For the next two years, exactly on the day the world had
turned violet and then yellow, it turned new colors: first
orange and then pink. Still the Blue Jay stayed blue,
causing ever greater disagreement -- until in the fifth
year the whole world turned blue.
The first thing people asked was what about the Blue Jay.
Had he stayed blue? Yes, he was still the same color. No
longer were there two colors in the world, but just one --
the color blue. And because the Blue Jay was a color like
everybody and everything else people began to lose interest.
Now that he was neither more nor less important crowds
stopped coming and one day, six months into the year that
the world had turned blue, somebody let him out of his cage
and he flew off looking happy to be free.
The very next morning the world regained its rainbow of
colors as if nothing had ever happened. At first this was
a novelty but soon people forgot the world had once been
all violet. They forgot the world had once turned yellow,
then orange, then pink, and then blue. They returned to
saying they felt "blue" or were "green" with envy or had
a "green" thumb.
But on occasion they wondered where the Blue Jay had gone
and how he was doing and, most of all, if he was still the
color blue and what it had all meant.
One day I was walking in the woods with my friend Kirsty.
We were having a very good time. Then all the trees were
shaking furiously, laughter filled the air, and right behind
us a tree fell down and almost hit us! We were so scared we
couldn't move. More trees fell down. I screamed. A bush
moved and little men only 3 inches tall with axes ran
towards us. 'Woodcutters!" Kirsty screamed. The little men
froze, but everything else continued. The little men
yelled "Halt!" and everything stopped. The men looked at
us and left. We sat on the fallen tree behind us. Then
without warning, the tree rose. Kirsty and I were both
sitting near the top and managed to scramble onto the
branches before it was impossible. Shrieks of laughter
could be heard, but it died out as Kirsty opened her mouth
to talk. "We have to get out of here!" she wailed. Then the
tree we were in started to shake. "Hold on!" I screamed.
The tree fell and Kirsty I ran all the way out of the woods.
My sister went into the woods with her friend Rachel and
then after a few minutes, the trees started shaking, we
heard laughter, and trees started to fall. Not too long
after, my sister and Rachel came out and four of us ran
This is the tale of Ferdinand Frog
And Samuel the slippery snake
Ferdinand lived on a lily leaf
Near the bank of Happiness Lake
He sang all day in the sunshine
And he croaked in the light of the moon
To a discerning ear, a horrible sound
To a frog - a wonderful tune.
He mostly sang of a lady frog
Who lived on a bank nearby
Her name was Felicity Fogmore-Frog
The apple of Ferdinand's eye
When she came into view
his heart skipped a beat
(Which is strange 'cos frogs usually jump)
And the sound of her name made his little legs leap
And his throat developed a lump.
He thought she wasn't even aware
Of the feelings that he had
She'd swim by his leaf with her nose in the air
Making Ferdinand feel very sad
Oh how he wished he could just let her know
Of the love that he held in his heart
Perhaps he could let it all out in a song - though
He wasn't quite sure where to start!
One day his friend Wrinkleskin Rat came around
For a chat and a quick cup of tea
He often popped in on a weekend
Usually Saturday, just before three
But this day he had some rather bad news
Though he hoped not to cause any grief
But when Ferdinand heard what the rat had to say
Well, he very near fell off his leaf.
Wrinkleskin said, and he felt it was true
That rumour 'round Happiness lake
Was Felicity Frog was being pursued
By Samuel, the Slippery Snake
Apparently Samuel had been to see
Mrs Frogmore, Felicity's mother
And promised his heart to Felicity
Forever forsaking all others.
But it seems that her Mum was extremely displeased
And put Slippery Sam in his place
And Felicity's Father turned purple with rage
And insulted the snake to his face
Well, Slippery Sam slithered away to his nest
Licking his wounds and his pride
(Snakes tongues are incredibly useful for this
As they lick not just one but both sides).
Felicity Fogmore was hiding away
(She hated the slippery snake)
She actually loved this frog that she'd seen
On a leaf near the edge of the lake
She swam past his leaf nearly every day
But as yet he'd not spoken to her
But she was saving her love for him
Not for Slippery Sam that's for sure.
As Slippery Sam left the Fogmore's home
He vowed to Felicity's Dad
That one day Felicity would be his own
This snake certainly was bad
He just didn't care who he hurt in his life
Beware those who stood in his way
Felicity Fogmore would soon be his wife
If the snake had his wicked way
But Ferdinand had other plans for him
When he heard what the reptile had vowed
He looked at his best friend Wrinkleskin
And said "This must not be allowed
The problem is what can I do?
A frog is no match for a snake
A frog's got to do what a frog's got to do
But I don't know what action to take!"
Wrinkleskin thought and furrowed his brow
(that's how he got his name)
"Perhaps we should go and see the Osmiroid Owl
Who lives down Thinkalot Lane
He's very old and very wise
And I'm sure that he'll know what to do
It's said that by just gazing into his eyes
The answer to all will shine through."
So Ferdinand Frog and Wrinkleskin Rat
Climbed the bank of Happiness Lake
As they got to the top they turned and looked back
And pondered on what was at stake
The future, the peace and tranquility
That gave Happiness Lake it's name
His love for life and Felicity
Would ever they be the same?
The stars were just kissing the daytime goodbye
As the Frog and the Rat set away
Their journey would take them through 'Many-a-Mile'
Though they hoped to arrive the next day
'Many-a-Mile' is the name of the wood
Where Osmiroid Owl can be found
He sits at the top of the tallest tree
Sees all, and hears every sound.
So Ferdinand hopped and Wrinkleskin scampered
Through darkness to light of the day
Though often they wanted to stop and rest
They knew they shouldn't delay
Each moment that passed Slippery Sam
Would be planning his evil attack
They needed the wisdom of Osmiroid Owl
So forward, and never look back.
As the glow of the sun made the morning smile
They hurried forward and on
'Til they saw the trees of 'Many-a-Mile'
And heard the sweet sound of it's song
The song of the birds and the wind in the trees
Gave 'Many-a-Mile' it's own sound
But as the pair set foot in the wood
They knew there was danger around.
If someone enters 'Many-a-Mile'
As first they set foot in the wood
Osmiroid Owl is aware that they're there
And whether they're bad or they're good
He knows all that happpens within his domain
Those who return, and those who remain
He immediately knew of the Frog and the Rat
He even knew both of their names.
As the pair travelled deeper into the wood
The day grew darker than night
The trees seemed to whisper "beware,beware"
And Wrinkleskin trembled with fright
And though Ferdinand's heart beat violently
He knew that he had to be brave
His thoughts turned to lovely Felicity
And the love he determined to save.
The wood had grown silent, but suddenly
They both heard a hissing sound
Then another behind, and another in front
And they knew there were snakes all around
The news of their mission had spread far and wide
And when Slippery Sam had heard
He'd sent out a message to all his snake friends
Stop the Frog and the Rat was the word.
As the snakes slithered nearer the Frog and the Rat
Were frozen with fright and with fear.
Then instantly hundreds of lights filled the air
And the darkness started to clear
Ferdinand couldn't believe his eyes
Tiny lights dancing there, jumping here
And the tails of the snakes as they slithered away
In a minute they'd all disappeared.
Slowly the lights one by one flickered out
'till just three or four glowed nearby
And Ferdinand gazed at their colour and beauty
And remembered from ages gone by
How his Mother had told him when he was no more
Than a tadpole in Happiness Lake
How the spirits of nature, some call them fairies
Protect those who evil forsake.
Then just as the last fairy light flickered out
The Frog felt his feet leave the ground
He hadn't just hopped, he was quite sure of that
Anyway - he still hadn't come down
He looked down below and there were the trees
Then a voice whispered gentle and kind
But not in his ears like a normal voice would
This voice was there inside his mind.
"Do not be afraid" it reassured him
"You are safe in the arms of a friend
Osmiroid sent me to look after you,
There's no cause to be frightened again
I'm Endroglen Eagle, King of the Sky
And friend of all those who seek good
I take you to Osmiroid, wisest of Owls
And eldest of all in the wood."
Ferdinand's heart beat loudly with pride
As they glided with ease through the sky
Held fast by one claw he glanced to the side
couldn't believe his eyes
Wrinkleskin Rat was right beside him,
Held safely by Endroglen
His eyes were shut tight for he didn't like heights
His wrinkles swept back by the wind.
Wrinkleskin opened one eye and he smiled
For he had heard Endroglen too
Then he gazed down below on 'Many-a-Mile'
To a Rat an amazing view
And there like a pencil line drawn through the trees
Thinkalot Lane could be seen
With one tree that towered o'er the rest of the wood
Here was Osmiroid's home, 'Evergreen'.
Endroglen slowly circled the tree
Then he gently loosened his grasp
The Frog and the Rat dropped safely down
To a platform of feathers and grass
And there to greet them a beautiful Owl
With feathers of purest white
And eyes of the deepest blue in the sea
And an aura of shimmering light.
Again the sound of a voice filled their minds
A strong voice yet gentle and clear
"My name is Starlight the Messenger
And I will watch over you here
You are safe in the house of Osmiroid
And soon with him you shall speak
The wisest of Owls shall guide your path
And point to the wisdom you seek."
"But first you must freshen your spirits,
And cleanse your bodies and minds
The hours are many since last you slept
So now, leave your journey behind"
So there on the platform of feathers and grass
The pair lay softly to rest
The toil of their journey slipped quickly away
In the purple of sub-consciousness.
Deep in his sleep state Ferdinand dreamed
That he and Wrinkleskin both
Dined and drank to their hearts content
All the things.that Frogs and Rats love
He dreamed that they swam in a beautiful pool
Where the water was shimmering blue
And when he jumped out, all his fears and his doubts
Were gone, there was love shining through
And he dreamed that Starlight the Messenger
Took him inside 'Evergreen'
In the trunk of the tree the most beautiful glow
Of colours that he'd never seen
And on Starlight's back he flew up and up
'Til he thought that they may never stop
He couldn't work out how outside the tree
He appeared to have been at the top.
And as they flew higher the dream became brighter
And brighter, too bright for his eyes
'Til with eyes shut tightly Ferdinand found
He could see - yet he wasn't surprised.
For here in his dream nothing surprised him
Everything seemed to be right
And suddenly Osmiroid Owl was before him
All knowing, the source of the light.
Once more he could hear a voice in his mind
This time he heard Osmiroid speak
"Wise is the Frog who looks to a master
For help in the path that he seeks
But wiser still is the creature who looks
For the wisdom that's hidden within
For there is the answer to all of lifes problems,
Where our seeking should end and begin."
"Go forward Ferdinand, back to your home
Return to the future you make
Face Slippery Sam in a way of your own
This is how you'll defeat such a snake
When you look in the eyes of the bravest Frog
Who exists in the whole of the land
The strength that you need to beat Slippery Sam
Will be there at your command."
Osmiroid stood in a glow of gold
And slowly, like mist, he was gone
In Ferdinand's mind the last words he heard
Like the sound of a wonderous song
"Love is the answer, love is the way
Love is your reason to live
Love is the purpose for which we exist
Love is measured by how much we give."
Then to Ferdinand's dream came Endroglen
Who carried him high in the air
The clouds were below and the stars were above
And his world was waiting somewhere
Then just as he thought of Felicity
With a start he was wide, wide awake
And sitting alone on a Silly leaf
By the bank of Happiness Lake.
The sun was just rising, he looked all around
On the bank there was Wrinkleskin
Wrinkleskin said "Hey, Ferdinand
I've had this incredible dream
I dreamed that we journeyed to Thinkalot Lane"
But Wrinkleskin stopped as he spoke
For Slippery Sam had slid up on him
And with one move had bitten his throat.
Confusion and fear filled Ferdinand's mind
But he leapt without thought for the shore
His love for his friend pushed his terror behind
And he thought of the danger no more
He was no match for Sam as the battle began
The snake coiled around Ferdinand
As the breath left his body he remembered the dream,
Could this be the way it's all planned?
Love, think of love he said to himself.
He thought of Felicity
But the strength wasn't there, his life force was fading
Where could the answer be?
As the snake gripped him tighter he rolled to the bank
On the edge he gazed into the lake
He saw his reflection, looked into his eyes
And at once knew the moves he should make.
Deep within himself lay the strength that he needed
There with the love in his soul
He knew what to do to beat Slippery Sam
Just as the Owl had foretold
He rolled off the bank and in to the water
Taking the Snake down with him.
He held fast to Sam, deeper and deeper
He knew that Sam couldn't swim.
But unlike a Frog who can breath underwater
Sam couldn't survive in the lake
He wouldn't let go 'til the Snake had stopped wriggling
He couldn't afford one mistake
As he climbed to the shore the Snake was no more
And a smile lit up Ferdinand
He knew that his dream was far more than it seemed
Bravest Frog in the whole of the land.
Ferdinand hopped straight to Wrinkleskin
Who lay very still on the bank
A tear trickled down the little frogs face,
As he cradled his friend his heart sank
There was barely a movement in Wrinkleskin's chest
The Frog didn't know nvhat to do
But just then a vision came into his mind
The pool of shimmering blue
He pictured himself and Wrinkleskin
In the pool as they were in his dream
The blue light surrounding both of them
The water so pure and so clean
And as he looked down at his friend in his arms
A blue glow surrounded the pair
The rat's wounds were gone and his eyes twinkled brightly
Then again, Starlight's voice filled the air.
"Your love for your friend has saved him
You have healed with the power of your mind
You have passed every trial set before you
Now the love that you seek you will find
The power of the mind is wonderous
And the power of love unsurpassed
You have proved yourself well Ferdinand Frog
Your reward is the love that you ask.
We will see you again Ferdinand
More adventures are waiting for you
So remember the lessons that you have learned
Both you and Wrinkleskin too
No prayer that you pray will be wasted
No wish that you make, unheard
Each thought that you think - we listen.
To the good, and the bad, every word."
As the voice of Starlight faded
The morning sun climbed in the sky
Ferdinand looked at Wrinkleskin
Tears of happiness filled their eyes
They had both grown in mind and in spirit
While defeating the Slippery Snake
Now life could never be quite the same
For those at Happiness Lake.
They still tell the tale of Ferdinand Frog
Who married Felicity
Of Wrinkleskin Rat, their very good friend
Who used to pop in for tea
Of how love conquered all at Happiness Lake
Of how love meant the end for a slippery snake
Of the hundreds of tadpoles their true love did make
How the love that you give
Is equal -
To the love -
The mountain was huge but his home was tiny. Humble McBumble
lived all alone in a wee hut half way up Ben Macdui which is
in Scotland. His hut was built out of pine from the forest
and nearly everything that he ever needed he was able to get
from either the forest or somewhere else on the mountain. He
wasn't very tall but he was very old and very wise. He had a
long ginger beard and wore a really funny floppy hat and he
wore a kilt (even in the winter). Although I said he lived
all alone he still had lots of friends. All the animals and
the birds were his friends and he had different names for
almost all of them.
The air was becoming cold and flocks of birds were flying
south towards the sun, winter was nearly here. All the
golden coloured leaves from the trees had fallen to the
ground and the mountain looked very bleak.Some of the
animals who lived in the forest had, for along time been
gathering food for their hibernation and they would soon be
going to sleep for a long time..until the spring!
This story is about one of those animals that lived in the
forest, Johan the fox. Johan the fox was strolling through
the forest one morning in the middle of December looking
for breakfast. The weather was bad, snow lie on the ground
and the wind was getting stronger. Food was scarce at this
time of year so Johan had to search further than usual and
the snow and the wind made hunting very difficult. The wind
was getting much stronger and Johan wanted to turn back and
head for home but he said "just a little further, I'm too
hungry to go home without eating,"
But just then the wind howled through the trees. Johan
didn't realise he was walking under a slightly rotten tree.
He heard a long cracking sound and as he turned around to
see where the noise was coming from he saw the huge dark
tree crashing toward him ,he started to run...as fast as
he could but his paws were getting caught in the deep snow.
He thought he had just escaped when the tree crashed to
ground right beside him and just as he was about to make
his final bound to freedom the trunk of the tree rolled over
and just gently rolled on his tail.
Poor Johan ! There he was, hungry, a long way from home and
his tail trapped under a huge heavy tree, he wasn't happy at
all. Luckily though because the snow was soft, it didn't hurt
very much, but no matter how hard he tried, the tail would
just not free itself. Just at that moment it started to snow
again and Johan had a horrible thought....if it snowed too
heavily and for quite along time the snow would rise above
his head and he wouldn't be able to breath! Now he was very
That morning Humble McBumble was out for his usual early
morning stroll through the forest, he hadn't walked far when
he thought he heard very quiet cry what was that noise? he
muttered to himself but supposed it was just the wind and
carried on walking. Then he heard it again and started to
look around to see if he could see where it as coming from.
He heard it again and this time was able to tell that it came
from the direction of a fallen tree.
Rushing as fast as his old spindly legs would carry him,
he worked his way through the snow. When he arrived at the
fallen tree he couldn't see anybody...until he peered over
the other side and there lay a small fox curled up and
sheltering from the wind and snow. "Johan ! What are you
doing there?" The wind blew this rotten tree over and it
rolled on to my tail as I tried to run away," wimpered Johan,
he was becoming very cold."I've been here for hours and the
level of the snow is slowly getting higher and I've tried
everything I can think of to get free but my tail just will
not come free" he said. Well, I'll just have to give it a
push and you can be on your way but Humble McBumble wasn't
very strong and try as he might he just couldn't move the
tree. "OK" he said, "we'll try something else,now let me
After some serious thinking and much head scratching he
eventually said" I know what we'll do" and off he went
searching around the forest floor. He returned with a branch
from one of the pine trees that had also fallen in the wind
and he tried to lever the tree trunk off of Johan's tail but
he was just not strong enough and the tail stayed trapped
under the tree. Humble McBumble took a step backwards and
looked at the tree trunk and then looked at the fox, then
back to the tree trunk and then again back to the fox, then
he looked at the snow that lay all around him and then he
looked up at the sky, it didn't look if it was going to stop
snowing for a long time...something had to be done quickly.
Humble McBumble had an idea. He hurried back to his hut and
when he eventually got there he disapeared for a short while
into his tool shed and then all of a sudden he came rushing
out carrying a large saw. Back into the forest he went,
hoping to remember the way because of course the snow had
covered his footprints. As he struggled through the snow he
thought to himself I hope I'm quick enough I couldnt bare
the thought of Johan dying under the snow. The snow fell
even heavier and the wind howled even louder but Humble
McBumble kept on going. Eventually he came across the place
where Johan had been lying but all he could see was the
tree trunk and white snow covering the ground and he thought
he was to late but just then he saw a little brown nose
poke its way through the snow, he rushed over and started
digging at the snow with his hand and ther was Johan, still
His idea was a clever one. He was going to saw the tree, not
into half but into three pieces, two long pieces at each end
and a small one in the middle where Johans tail was so that
the small piece wouldn't be very heavy and therefore easy to
move. This was exactly what he did. He was absolutely exausted
when he had finished but he was able to roll the middle piece
off of Johans tail and pick him up in his arms and wrap him
in a blanket which he had also brought.
Humble McBumble carried Johan slowly back to his hut. He lit
a nice warm fire and cooked a lovely pot of "hot forest" soup
for them both. It was getting late now and Humble McBumble and
Johan had had a hard day, they were very tired and decided to
go to sleep in front of the fire, Johan on the rug and Humble
McBumble in his favorite chair. When they woke up in the
morning they both agreed that it would be wonderful if Johan
could stay with Humble McBumble for the whole of the winter
and that is exactly what happened.