A Fairytale Day

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A chance encounter, a Glut meets a Tibbit while the Glut is having lunch in the Twindelfoot Forest. Is it a child's SHARE story? It could be, but it isn't...

Submitted: July 11, 2016

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Before I start this story, I should tell you that a Glut is a very large creature with four arms and hands, short skinny legs and big wide feet. He is Purple and Yellow, with a stripped tail and red spots on his belly. They are not dangerous, but they try to act that way.

Tibbits are just the opposite, they are somewhat small, like a fox, and have an even bigger, bushier, tail. Their bodies are wide and kind of flat. They are covered in very fluffy hair, and it is the same color as the bark of the Ginger-bark tree; which is Golden Brown.

 

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Once upon a Fairytale Day a Glut was sitting in the Twindelfoot Forest eating Honey-pot Flower Juice and Ginger-bark that had fallen from Ginger-bark Trees.

The Glut had a special spoon to remove the Honey-pot Flower Juice from the flower. According to the Glut it was a Honey-pot Flower Scooping Spoon and it worked very well. The Glut made the spoon all by himself; it was his pride and joy.

On that particular day a Tibbit happened along and saw the delicious Ginger-bark and honey sandwiches that the Glut was making for lunch.

{"Oh, those look so good," thought Tibbit "I wonder if he would share one?"}

 

"Pardon me Mr. Glut; I wonder if you would share a portion of one of your delicious Ginger-bark and honey sandwiches with me? I do not eat much and I would not require an entire sandwich.

As you can see, I have no scooping spoon and I doubt that I have the skill to produce such a wonderful sandwich," said Tibbit."

Glut looked around, wondering where the little voice was coming from.

"Who said that," Glut questioned?

"Hello, I'm down here," Tibbit yelled, trying to get the attention of Glut.

"Oh, there you are," Glut said as he laughed. "You are very small and I guess I wasn't looking down my nose far enough. Now, what was it you said?"

"Tibbit said, I wonder if you would share a portion of one of your delicious Ginger-bark and honey sandwiches with me? I do not eat much and I would not require an entire sandwich.

As you can see, I have no scooping spoon and I doubt that I have the skill to produce such a wonderful sandwich."

“Glut replied, "Well of course you don't have the skills, you couldn't have with such a small brain and only two little arms. How do you manage to do anything, anyway?" Glut questioned while tossing two more sandwiches into his big wide mouth.

Tibbit replied, "I really never thought about being small, I guess that when you are small from the beginning you just learn to adapt.

Anyway, will you share a part of one sandwich with me?"

Glut tossed another sandwich into his mouth and thought very hard as he chewed and chewed.

"Well, I guess I could do that, but I must have eaten the last sandwich because I don't see any more. And because I don't see any more sandwiches, lunch must be over. And if lunch is over, then I couldn't possibly make any more sandwiches. Could I?" Glut said as he laughed a sinister sort of laugh.

And with that said Glut climbed up and used his four arms to swing through the branches of the Ginger-bark trees; he was soon gone from sight.

Tibbit yelled in a whisper, "Oh wait Mr. Glut, you forgot your Honey-pot Flower Scooping Spoon; look, it is right here under my tail.

Oh, and thanks for leaving this whole sandwich behind, the one that I was sitting on and keeping it warm for you. That's OK, it won't go to waste; I will eat my fill and leave the rest for whatever creatures happen to want some.

Yes, I’ll be fine; I think I can manage with only two little arms and such a small brain."

 

 

D. Thurmond / JEF

07-10-2016


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