Saturday, August 18, 2007

Once Upon A Time



Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. Now, this little girl was no ordinary girl, no, she was a tomboy. This little one would wile away the hours playing with dinky cars,playing in the forest behind her home with her brothers and sister and riding down the street on her "Dukes of Hazzard" big wheel, with not a shoe to be seen on her dainty little foot. (one could hardly call them dainty as they were stained black and scarred from the asphalt and fields where she would roam.) She was quite the adventuresome little girl, eventually preferring to play with boys rather than other little girls. She would catch garter snakes and put them in old shoe boxes, and chase after bugs and frogs, even the odd salamander.

One day this little girl grew up. When she was old enough she married a handsome prince who whisked her away to a magical land...Texas. Still, she considered herself quite the tomboy, as she had 2 boys of her own, which she though couldn't be more of a perfect fit! She would take them and their friends on raccoon hunts, and teach them how to put bears in head locks, and escape with only 65 stitches. She would teach them that each scar was a battle wound, a badge of honor, given to those who were the most adventurous. She planned on teaching her oldest when he was stronger, how to fight bigger meaner boys who picked on his younger brother, just as she had done in her youth.

The dreaded day came when she realized she was not as much of a tomboy as everyone once thought! She walked into her bedroom to do a little cleaning, for her maid was off that day, where out of the corner of her eye, she caught a slight movement. She thought, perhaps, it was a bug, but on closer inspection realized that she had startled a giant lizard from it's peaceful slumber. Oh, how she jumped and ran screaming out of her room, like the devil himself was chasing her! Hooting and hollering at her husband to save her from this huge ferocious beast. Never before had she been in such a tizzy! She couldn't be in the house with that "thing". How abnormally quick this creature was, she couldn't help but let her thoughts wander; "Maybe it's crawled over us in the middle of the night?", "how long has it been in my house?" Her mind was made up, she wold not return to the house until that monster was caught. And so she didn't. Her brave prince finally caught the giant beast and paraded it through the street with all the revelry and fanfare that would go along with such a capture! And as a token of his love for her, he presented the beast to her, with a smirk. Upon closer look the huge beast was really a tiny baby lizard. How foolish the girl felt, how ashamed she was. No longer the tomboy of past, the little girl had grown into...well a girl, but still tries to be as tomboyish as possible, except when it comes to lizards and frogs!

4 comments:

a said...

HA!!! That is funny! I absolutely hate lizards too. They freak me out so bad, especially those see through ones. Blaaaaaaat!!!

Unknown said...

uhh that dukes of hazzard big wheel was mine actually!!!!!

Rebecca said...

great one.. especially about the house keeper getting the day off.. keep thos lizards around.. they eat other grosser bugs.. I find one about every other week.. unfortuantely our canine protector often finds them first.. thats not pretty! I can send her over any time your prince is unable to slay such a wild beast!!!

NOBODY said...

I guess I've been a prissy little girl from day one. I jump at my own shadow. Literally. Today I spun around swinging---at my shadow.

Speaking of which, my handsome little 4 year old prince came home from church a while ago telling me, "It's not a lie, Casey's mom wrestled with a bear and won, it's not a lie!"