Not long after Don’s father died, his mother married a man with two sons. The newlyweds then went out of town on an extended business trip, leaving the home to the three boys. The two brothers were both older than Don, and nastier than a hyena with a bowel obstruction. They completely took over, and banished Don to live by the hearth in the kitchen. He got very sooty, and they called him “Cinderfella.” Continue reading →
On the day the new Capricorn River Bridge was to be dedicated (and paid for), the mayor of the happy little village of Goatville absconded with the money.
The Bailey-Gruff family of trolls had worked over a year on the bridge. Lugger Bailey-Gruff was the architect and brains of the family; his brother Lunker and sister Michelle did most of the heavy lifting. The Capricorn River Bridge was Lugger’s masterpiece. It spanned the deep gorge in a majestic arch of multicolored stone. The villagers loved their new bridge. But how would they pay for it?
“Nobody crosses until it’s paid for,” said Lugger Bailey-Gruff. “You can keep walking the five miles to Sheeptown and cross the bridge there.” Continue reading →
Ivana’s parents, Ivan and Svetlana, were the poorest egg farmers in Polentia. They had but two hens, and the red one hadn’t laid in over a year. But Ivana was always happy. “Someday, I am going to be a princess,” she would say.
“What prince would marry you?” they asked.
“Oh, I’m not going to get married,” she would reply. “I’m going to be a princess on my own merits.” Continue reading →
In the beginning of our story, the Giftgiver gave wonderful gifts to all the creatures of the world, and all the creatures were happy. The mouse was proud of his long, sharp teeth; the elephant was happy with her big, floppy ears; the eagle enjoyed soaring high in the air. But the happiest creature of all was the tortoise, who had two lovely racing stripes down his hard shell, to signify his great speed. Continue reading →