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| Image Credit: iStockphoto/Yenwen Lu via this Science Daily article |
Swimming Hole
A group of wild children lived in
the forest. They made their home in an ancient and long-abandoned barn, which
was built in the center of a meadow. The meadow was once a pond, as most
meadows are in the beginning. We have the beavers to thank for that. The wild
children were not alone. You see, the beavers adopted them, when they were very young, from the
grandparents.
The beavers did their best to teach the wild children about
keeping clean and harvesting food for winter. The wild children protected the
beavers from large predators who wanted to eat them. The wild children were
excellent hunters. The beavers, however, much as they tried, could not protect
the wild children from the sun's hot rays. The skin of human children is
completely naked and soft, something the beavers could never full understand.
One summer (the hottest on record), the beavers had an idea to help protect the
wild children from the sun. They decided to build the biggest, widest dam
across the stream that they had ever built, thereby providing a giant swimming
hole for their wild children. They lost no time on building the dam, and when
the children saw it, they squealed with delight and jumped in the giant
swimming hole, making the biggest splashes anyone had ever seen! The clever
beavers had built the swimming hole in the shade of the stream, and the
grateful, wild children spent their entire summer splashing and swimming in
that swimming hole.
Sounds like quite the summer. I miss the fun I had growing up on the lake in East Tennessee. There's an interesting boating culture there that just gets in your veins and never leaves. That's what your story reminded me of.
ReplyDeleteI know you've said before that you've written some children's books. Where might one find those? :) I'm off to google your name!
Here's my story:
http://www.mrskandcaptainj.net/2012/03/safe-and-sound.html
Loved your story, Kacy! Ummmm...I HAD an author website...and it is currently...uhhh...under construction. I have written a few children's stories :) You have lit a fire under my ars with this comment about getting them submitted (to Highlights magazine for children, hopefully)...They are kind of science-folksy like this little snippet, but on a larger scale...
ReplyDelete"The skin of human children is completely naked and soft, something the beavers could never full understand." I enjoyed this little turn of phrase. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stacie. Now that I have my own little human child in this hot, Kansas sun, I am being re-reminded of those childhood memories of being burned to a crisp every summer while playing in the creeks of the Northern Idaho mountains :)
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