Fable Fun
In this unit we talked about Aesop's fables, panchatantra and how fables are constructed. I wrote my fable about three animals, a rabbit, a wolf and a squirrel. The rabbit is a trusting and forgetful sort that can't understand that some friends are not real. The wolf is a deceitful, sneaky predator that takes advantage of the young rabbit. The last but most important character is the squirrel who cares about the rabbit but can't get him to understand. In the unit we talked about how fables and short stories usually have a symbol that conveys a meaning of some kind. The symbol in this story is a string that once removed reminded the rabbit what it was supposed to mean.
Real Friends
Aslo is quietly talking with Grey. They are both standing in a large oak tree. This oak tree sits in the middle of a bright creek, bright because of all the shining stones twinkling in the sun or mirroring the moon. The odd pair of a rabbit and a wolf were good friends, often chatting about who had more food or racing in the creek below the tree. Today Aslo and Grey were talking, about how to have fun in the winter because it was starting to get colder.
“I think sliding on the ice would be fun to do when the creek freezes,” said Aslo.
Grey replied “I don't want to do something that could make me fall on my face.”
After two hours of arguing back and forth; Aslo suggesting something and Grey finding a flaw. Finally they settled.
“It's getting late, and I'm getting sleepy,'' Aslo said through a yawn.
“Do you want to meet in the morning or the afternoon?” asked Grey.
“Afternoon, I plan on sleeping in late,” replied Aslo.
“Then I'm off to my cave, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As Aslo was going to bed, another animal living in the tree, Bank was snooping. Bank rushed to Aslo.
“Are you crazy?” exclaimed Bank.
“Wh...what?” asked Aslo in a small, sleepy voice.
“You talk to that wolf and think its ok?!” said Bank, who was firmly gripping Aslo’s shoulders.
“What do you mean? He is my friend and we talk all the time,” said Aslo.
“Yes he only acts nice to lure you in, soon he will invite you to his cave and surely he will eat you as a winter snack!” explained Bank.
When Bank finally calmed down, Aslo agreed to be careful of Grey but Aslo had forgotten all about it by the next time he met with Grey. Bank knew how forgetful Aslo was so he tied a string of grass and leaves to Aslo’s neck to remind him.
“I know you will probably forget what it means but when you see this remember to be cautious of predators,” warned Bank.
The very next day when Aslo was meeting with Grey, Grey asked Aslo a question.
“What if you came over to my house for dinner tonight?”
Aslo had never been to Grey's house and was eager to see it so without remembering Bank’s warning he answered, “I would love to see your home! What time should I come?”
With a grin on his face Grey responded, “Probably at sun down, but I need to leave now to clean it.”
As Grey left Aslo waiting there until sun down he was plotting how he would cook the little rabbit. “Hmm how should I cook him? In a stew, on a spit or maybe just raw.”
As Grey cackled to himself, the unsuspecting Aslo was wondering if he should wear something more special than just the grass and leaf string on his neck which for some reason he didn't want to part with. He thought it was supposed to mean something special but was not able to remember what. “I guess I’ll take it off for today.” When it was finally sun down Aslo made his way to Grey’s cave and wondered in.
“Hello Aslo. I am making dinner right now, it's a soup made with carrots and vegetables. I hope you like it,” said Grey. “There is one ingredient missing though and the soup is much better with it.”
Aslo wanted to know what the last thing was so he said, “Tell me what it is, and I will go find it for you!”
Grey started to say, “Well it’s small and fluffy and normally wears a grass string around its neck...” In that instant, Grey snapped Aslo in his jaws, and Aslo remembered exactly what that string was supposed to mean.
The End
Moral of the story is to know who your friends are.
Real Friends
Aslo is quietly talking with Grey. They are both standing in a large oak tree. This oak tree sits in the middle of a bright creek, bright because of all the shining stones twinkling in the sun or mirroring the moon. The odd pair of a rabbit and a wolf were good friends, often chatting about who had more food or racing in the creek below the tree. Today Aslo and Grey were talking, about how to have fun in the winter because it was starting to get colder.
“I think sliding on the ice would be fun to do when the creek freezes,” said Aslo.
Grey replied “I don't want to do something that could make me fall on my face.”
After two hours of arguing back and forth; Aslo suggesting something and Grey finding a flaw. Finally they settled.
“It's getting late, and I'm getting sleepy,'' Aslo said through a yawn.
“Do you want to meet in the morning or the afternoon?” asked Grey.
“Afternoon, I plan on sleeping in late,” replied Aslo.
“Then I'm off to my cave, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As Aslo was going to bed, another animal living in the tree, Bank was snooping. Bank rushed to Aslo.
“Are you crazy?” exclaimed Bank.
“Wh...what?” asked Aslo in a small, sleepy voice.
“You talk to that wolf and think its ok?!” said Bank, who was firmly gripping Aslo’s shoulders.
“What do you mean? He is my friend and we talk all the time,” said Aslo.
“Yes he only acts nice to lure you in, soon he will invite you to his cave and surely he will eat you as a winter snack!” explained Bank.
When Bank finally calmed down, Aslo agreed to be careful of Grey but Aslo had forgotten all about it by the next time he met with Grey. Bank knew how forgetful Aslo was so he tied a string of grass and leaves to Aslo’s neck to remind him.
“I know you will probably forget what it means but when you see this remember to be cautious of predators,” warned Bank.
The very next day when Aslo was meeting with Grey, Grey asked Aslo a question.
“What if you came over to my house for dinner tonight?”
Aslo had never been to Grey's house and was eager to see it so without remembering Bank’s warning he answered, “I would love to see your home! What time should I come?”
With a grin on his face Grey responded, “Probably at sun down, but I need to leave now to clean it.”
As Grey left Aslo waiting there until sun down he was plotting how he would cook the little rabbit. “Hmm how should I cook him? In a stew, on a spit or maybe just raw.”
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| Grey's Cave by C.D.H. |
As Grey cackled to himself, the unsuspecting Aslo was wondering if he should wear something more special than just the grass and leaf string on his neck which for some reason he didn't want to part with. He thought it was supposed to mean something special but was not able to remember what. “I guess I’ll take it off for today.” When it was finally sun down Aslo made his way to Grey’s cave and wondered in.
“Hello Aslo. I am making dinner right now, it's a soup made with carrots and vegetables. I hope you like it,” said Grey. “There is one ingredient missing though and the soup is much better with it.”
Aslo wanted to know what the last thing was so he said, “Tell me what it is, and I will go find it for you!”
Grey started to say, “Well it’s small and fluffy and normally wears a grass string around its neck...” In that instant, Grey snapped Aslo in his jaws, and Aslo remembered exactly what that string was supposed to mean.
The End
Moral of the story is to know who your friends are.
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