Friday, August 15, 2008

Dragons Forever

Saying for the Day:

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly. ~Richard Bach
Picture of the Day:
The Days Wrap UP :
This is my know-it-all blue dragon telling my poor little monkey why todays elf tale is really, really stupid.In the morning I went through the 86 pictures Betty took at the VBS yesterday. I picked the one's to use in the slideshow on the St. Mark's website. Then I took the videos and arranged them in three groups and got them ready for the website. Then I posted it all to the website. I finished the morning by posting this coming Sunday's bulletin to the website. After my soap opera we went to the basement and the good news is we started plastering. When I came up I went dragon hunting and the visited my links. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA
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Dragons Forever
I know it is Friday but I still feel like telling an elf tale so I guess I will. This elf tale is dedicated to Melli and her dragon hunt. It begins as all good elf tales should;
Once upon a time when dragons were numerous upon the earth and humans weren’t dragons were very happy. The beautiful sky and the land belonged to them or at least they thought it did. Under the marvelous conditions that existed then two kinds of dragons evolved.
There were the huge dragons that were bigger than elephants and the little dragons that were as small or smaller than birds. The two groups probably came from some common ancestor by that mysterious process called Evolution but Darwin didn’t exist yet and DNA was far in the future so we will never know that for sure.
What we do know is that most of the large dragons were green and not a pretty green either but there were a few red and some gold ones as well. Once every fifty years or so a white dragon was born.
The little dragons, on the other hand came in a huge variety of colors. Some were even multicolored. They were beautiful to look at and to see a craft of them flying together was an astounding sight.
The large dragons laid large eggs, usually in a secret cave. There the young hatched and soon learned to follow the mother dragon.
The little dragons spun a bag into which the eggs were laid and it was then attached by sticky spit to a tree or the side of a rock ledge. The baby dragons were on their own when they hatched.
The big dragons were divided between the plant eaters and the animal eaters though some did both. A big dragon could swallow a cow in one gulp and easily shred a person for lunch.
The little dragons feasted on bugs, and sometimes snakes. The one’s that could spit fire sometimes roasted scorpions which were considered a real treat.
For both groups centuries went by and everything was wonderful. Then a horrible thing happened mankind began to advance. What man called civilization began to spread. For some of the big dragons this meant a new food supply. They could just fly down into a village and help themselves.
What the dragons didn’t understand, at least in the beginning, was that mankind would not just lie down an be eaten. Instead mankind developed weapons, swords and spears. Mankind began to hunt dragons. Now humans were not much good at telling the difference between good and bad. They found it easier to lump all creatures that looked alike into one group. In this case all dragons were bad.
Mankind also jumped to the conclusion, something it has always done , that the little dragons would grow up and become the big dragons. There was no evidence of this. The little dragons never hurt anybody. Well once in a while they burned down a house but then they breathed fire and it was an accident.
But humans, being what they are, killed little dragons wherever they found them. Soon there were many places where the beauty of the little dragons was no longer seen. There were a few humans who argued that the little ones should be left alone but the rest driven by fear ignored them. Mankind driven by fear is not very bright.
At this time there was a wise old dragon who did his best to protect the little dragons and to keep the big dragons from attacking people. One day after he saved a dozen little dragons by driving off a truly incompetent Knight and saving the Knight by keeping a hungry big dragon from attacking him he was visited by an elf. The elf said because of his good deed he was going to give him three wishes.
He thought and thought and then came up with wish number one.
He wished that all evil big dragons ( those that ate people) would be turned to stone and all the other big dragons would become invisible.
“AS you wish so shall it be “ said the elf.
Then he wished that all evidence that large dragons had ever existed would vanish from the earth.
“AS you wish so shall it be “ said the elf.
Finally he wished that the little dragons would become something that humans would love and that would fill the sky, the meadows, and the woods with beauty.
“AS you wish so shall it be “ said the elf.
There was a flash of light and every little dragon became a butterfly.
This is why till this very day there is no evidence that dragons ever existed though they still do. And it is where the beautiful butterflies came from.


News from Pigeon Falls
-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal. Pigeon Queen contest has been moved to Saturday but is still at the Masonic Hall. The five contenders picked from a list of twenty will be announced on Friday night at the talent show.
The talent show went well again last night. Mrs. Trumble was fabulous. A new act was added. The really sad singers sang an old time song called “ Dead in the Baggage Car Ahead”. It is a song about a crying baby and people getting upset until the father tells them the mother is dead in the baggage car ahead. Some people cried as the song progressed and the singers really hammed it up. All in all people said again this is the greatest talent show ever.
Nancy says some people are not happy with Mrs. Trumble’s trapeze act. They feel it is not the kind of thing the Mayor of the town should do. Wonder if she falls and hurts herself. Who will be Mayor then. Besides it destroys the dignity of the office. One lady said she will give the town a bad reputation. Others are wondering where she learned to do that. It seems the town doesn’t really know a lot about Mrs. Trumble . She wasn’t born there. She came to Pigeon Falls about twelve years ago with her husband Oswald Trumble who died soon after. She seems to be wealthy but then her husband ran a big import company. After her husband died people thought she would leave but she didn’t. She is a good friend of the governor and some other influential people. And, of course, she can wrestle.
Who is Mrs. Trumble really? Where did she come from? Who will be the Pigeon Queen? Will Mrs. Trumble fall? Will the really sad singers find another old sad song? And of course Is Tommy UK really the undertaker’s kid.Soon some questions will be answered in “News from Pigeon Falls”

8 Comments:

Blogger Dragonstar said...

I love your Elf Tale Dr John!

4:11 AM  
Blogger Janvangogh said...

Oh, it sounds like Vicki East has some competition for making the crowd cry.

5:41 AM  
Blogger Melli said...

Dr John - you've been holding BACK on us! I thought you only had TWO dragons, but ooops! Low & behold a 3rd one has magically appeared! I'm now starting to wonder how many invisible dragons you have hanging around... AND...your wonderful WONDERFUL (just for me) Elf Tale, has just turned my upstairs bathroom into an entirely different place!!! (now... how did DRAGONflies come to be???)

I thought the mayors act was SPLENDIFEROUS! I loved when she was hanging by ONE knee and spinning! Her costume all flaired out -- SHE almost looked like a butterfly! When she pulled her arms in it looked like a cocoon - and then she spread her wings to FLY! It was GREAT!!! I do wonder though about her former life... the more I think on what the towns folks are saying... I'm starting to wonder if the mayor might be somehow tied to Man In Black... *nods*... we just don't knOw... do we?

6:58 AM  
Anonymous quilly said...

Dr. John -- that was your best elf tale ever! I loved it! [wild clapping] Encore! Encore!

10:32 AM  
Blogger Carver said...

I loved your elf tale. That was great. I also love the dragon and the monkey in the photo.

11:21 AM  
Blogger Margaret said...

I adore your dragon stories Dr. John.

11:36 AM  
Anonymous noble pig said...

I needed a brathing treatment after hearing you did all that. Plastering? Eeh gads.

11:27 PM  
Blogger juliana said...

what a great tale! i absolutely love it!! finally someone who knew exactly what to do with the wishes... but of course it had to be a magical creature

5:00 AM  

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