The F Story

 

Fred the dragon walked out of his cave on morning and found a box on the side of his cave.

“What’s this?” thought Fred, I wonder who left this here?”

Fred opened the box and found a letter and a map.

 

The letter said:

To the Young Dragon who finds this box.

It is now time for you to find your magic power.

All dragons breath fire by their eighth birthday.

Your birthday is one week from today.

Here is a map that you must follow exactly to find your fire.

It should take you one week to find your fire.

Good Luck!

Fred took the letter and the map and left his cave following the map just as it was plotted

for him to follow.  He followed a trail into the forest where he met his friend Ferdinand the

Unicorn.

“Hello, Fred!”, greeted Ferdinand. “What brings you here today?”

Fred showed him the letter and the map.

Ferdinand said, “Wow! That’s really neat! Are you going to try to find your fire?”

“ You bet I am!”, said Fred. “Gather some supplies and come with me!”

So they packed fish, fruit, french fries, fettuccine, fajitas and fudge in a basket and placed

the basket in a small wagon.

“We should be ready now!”, said Ferdinand. “Let’s leave now.”

They followed the trail further into the forest until they reached Fiveall the cat. Fiveall was

sitting on a large limb of the tree hanging over the trail.

“ My fellow friends! Where are you going on this fine Friday?”, Fiveall asked.  

“We are going to help Fred find his fire and we have a map.” said Ferdinand.

“Do you mind if I come along? I never get lost.” ,said Fiveall.

“Sure” said Fred.

“I’ll bring along some extra fish and a flashlight just in case.”, said Fiveall.

They walked further into the forest and it began to get dark. Fiveall pulled out his

flashlight and turned it on. When out came Flynn the fox.

“Where is everybody going?”, asked Flynn. “ I saw the light from the flashlight.”

“ We have a map we are following to help Fred find his fire. Look.” they said.

Flynn looked at the map.

“ Your first stop will have to be the big fire rock with the number

five on it by the brook. I know just where that is! I’ll take you to it!”, said Flynn.

So they kept walking down the winding trail until they reached the big rock as red as a fire.

On top of the rock was Frank the frog.

“Hey!”  ,croaked Frank. “ What are you looking for?”

‘The red fire rock with the number five on it.”

“Well this is it!  You need to be looking down not up.” said Frank.

They walked around it until the found the number five on it.  Then they looked down and

they found a magnifying glass with a note that said…. TAKE THIS WITH YOU.

“Well” said Fiveall, “ I guess you need to take it with us on our trip.”

So Fred took the magnifying glass and placed it into the wagon.

“ Where to next?” asked Frank.

Ferdinand said, “We keep walking.”

The friends kept walking on the trail deeper into the forest. It was soon night and

everything was really dark. All of a sudden, several floating lights appeared in the air.

It was the fifteen Fantastic firefly family on a nightly practice. Mr. Fantastic said, “You’re

traveling late. Let us light your way through the night. Come on family, we have work to do!”

So the five friends and the fireflies kept walking on the trail in the forest. Then they heard

a loud WHOOO!

“ Who was that?”, asked Ferdinand.

“WHO is it at my door?”, loudly asked Fowl the owl.

“It’s me, Fred. I’m here with my friends trying to find my fire. “

“Oh, I have something for you.” said Fowl the owl.

“ Here is a compass to show you the way.” said Fowl.

“ Thanks, I’ll add it to my wagon”, said Fred.

The friends walked for six days on the trail in the forest until they reached a field.

Then out of a hole in the ground pops up Fay the Ferret.

“Where are you friends on your way to?” asked Fay.

“We are on our way to help Fred find his fire.” said Fiveall.

“ I’ve got this letter for Fred that was left here. Read what it says.” said Fay.

TO FRED: DO NOT OPEN THIS LETTER UNTIL YOU FIND YOUR FIRE.

“Thanks for the letter!” said Fred. “I won’t open it until I get there.”

The friends walked on the trail until the seventh day, they reached a large dark cave.

“Fred. I’ve been waiting for you.” said Foster the Great Falcon.

“I am the guardian of the dragon’s fire. I give fire to all the young dragons. I’m glad to see

you made it!”

‘You have arrived just in time. You will need all of the tools you found along the way. Come

into the cave and I will instruct you on how to use your tools. Your friends will need to

stand behind you as you find your fire.”

Fred took his tools and followed the instructions.

“Now take your compass and face the North, open the letter you were given and read it,

place the letter on the floor and light the letter with the light of the sun and magnifying

glass. “ said Foster.

The letter read:

This letter is written on magic paper that will light your fire by the rays of the sun.

You must quickly take a deep breath when the paper starts your fire.

Your fire will stay with you forever.

Use it wisely, hurt and damage from fires cannot be undone.

“ Everyone stand behind Fred and count to five. Fred, on the count of five, blow the fire

out of your mouth as hard as you can!” yelled Foster.

“ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR , FIVE………!

Fred blew a great ball of fire for the first time!

“Wow!” everyone yelled. “That was a big one!”

“You really found your fire!” said Ferdinand.

“Now remember to use it wisely.”  Foster reminded Fred.

“ I will.”, said Fred. “Hurt and damage from fires cannot be undone.”

“Happy Birthday Fred!” ,said Fiveall, Ferdinand, Flynn and Foster. “Now you can learn to

fly us back home!”

The B Story

The B Story

There once was a bee named Bea,

Who wanted to enter the annual styling-bee contest, because she knew that she could be more than a regular yellow and black or yellow and brown bee.

“ I leave my hive everyday and bring back such pretty colored pollen and it all gets washed off. I want to be a different colored bee.” thought Bea.

 

So Bea thought and thought and thought and she finally remembered! When I go to the berry patches, I sometimes get some of the juices on me! Some blue, some berry red, some purple and some black! I will take a juice bath for the styling bee contest!

Bea entered the local styling bee contest and named her entry:

A Bee of Many Colors.

On the day of the styling bee, Bea was ready with her berries and a tub of water to bathe between her change of colors. Other bees, beetles and butterflies brought bonnets, boots, bows, bandanas and bangles.

Finally it was her turn to show the judges and everyone there her new colors!

“I am about to be a blueberry bee!” she said to everyone.She jumped into the bowl of blueberries and flew around the room. She was the prettiest, bright blue berried bee anyone had ever seen!

The judges and the crowd oohed and ahhed.  Bea took a quick dip in a bowl of water then jumped into a bowl of raspberries and flew around like a tiny, red bouncing ball.

Bea took another dip into the bowl of water and then jumped into  a bowl of blackberries and turned a deep purple! The judges quickly made their decisions and said:

“THIS YEAR’S WINNER OF THE ANNUAL STYLING BEE IS…..

BEA BEE with A BEE OF MANY COLORS!”

Bea was so happy! She greeted the crowd and said:

“REMEMBER YOU CAN BE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO BE, IF YOU BELIEVE IT CAN BE!”

 

Verhonda Wiltz