This piece was in response to a friend asking me if I have a monologue a nine year old could use. I didn’t but the challenge was too good to knock back.
BEHIND THE MULBERRY TREE
At the bottom of our garden I found the most extraordinary thing.
Just past the mulberry tree there was a small hole.
I thought it was just a hole but on the edge of the hole was a small star, one of those stars you get in a bag of many stars.
I am sure that it twinkled at me. I went closer to see more clearly, as I am a bit short sighted.
The star blinked once and drew my attention to the hole.
There was a light. A dim light but a light all the same inside the hole.
As looked into it, the light grew stronger and I felt myself being…. sucked into the hole.
It was the strangest thing.
It just happened.
Down I went.
And down further.
I thudded to a stop. I looked up into the eyes of the biggest rabbit I had ever seen.
‘You are late,’ he said.
‘Pardon?’ I asked
‘The dinner has begun and your stew is getting cold,’ he said sternly.
‘But I don’t like stew,’ I replied.
‘What!’ he roared and scuttled off down a passage way.
He left me standing there and I thought what do I do now?
A voice to my left said, ‘Better get a move on, and don’t keep him waiting.’
I heard the voice as clearly as I see you all now but there was no one there.
‘If you hurry now you’ll get there before the desert.’ Said the voice again.
‘Which way?’ I asked unsure of who it was I was speaking with.
‘Straight ahead, until you come to the charming door. You can’t miss it has a brass knocker, looks like a dragon.’
I still have no idea who said those things.
I was in such a tizz by this stage that I did as the voice said.
And there was a brass knocker and it did look like a dragon and it was the most charming dragon you could imagine.
He wanted to know where I had come from, was there anything he could do for me, to watch out for the nasty jack rabbits and if I wanted a cup of tea while I was waiting.
This was all getting too much.
Panic had to set in.
Where was I? What was this place? Was there a way out?
I knew one thing for certain that I was not in any way hungry.
I could see the little star that fell from the pack…perhaps from a child’s forehead for being great in kindergarten one day. Wonderful daydream, “what if” in your mind. Lovely imagination with spots of wonderland.
Thank you Maggie, I appreciate your comment. And I believe you are the first to do so. It was a very early post on my blog, before I knew anyone and anyone knew me…..so thank you….
How scary life is as a child and how daydreams take us to a different world – our imaginations to run wild…for good or bad. Hmm now you know us – what say you? 😉
Everyone loves the Alice type stories…..and they are fun to write…Thank you for the comment.
You are indeed welcome Mr. G
Thank you Ms T