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It’s Susanna Leonard Hill’s Fourth Annual Holiday Contest!
All you have to do is follow the simple rules I copied from Susanna’s website and make sure you check out all the entries.
Write a 350-word children’s story (kids under age 12) in which wild weather impacts the holidays! Your story may be poetry or prose, silly or serious or sweet, religious or not, based on Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa or whatever you celebrate. But your story is not to exceed 350 words. Whatever you choose, make the readers feel the impact on the holidays! Your entry should be posted on your blog between Monday December 8 and Friday December 12 at 11:59 PM EST.
My entry is: 346 words
Owl’s Christmas Promise
Owl’s tummy grumbled. It was Christmas Eve and he flew from the hollow of his tree to search for dinner. He spotted a mouse and dove to catch his prey. He missed.
The wind howled. Snow whipped and pelted Owl’s wings making it hard to navigate.
“A blizzard,” screeched Owl. “Better return home…”
CRACK! SNAP! A branch smacked Owl and he tumbled from the sky. THUD! He landed near Mouse.
Owl broke his wing and he couldn’t fly. He limped toward Mouse.
“Help me, I’m injured,” screeched Owl.
“Why should I help YOU?” squeaked Mouse. “You tried to eat me!” He scampered down his tunnel.
Owl wobbled on until…
He spied a rabbit.
“I’ve broken my wing and need a safe place from this storm,” hooted Owl. “Would you share your burrow with me?”
“NO!” Rabbit’s ears twitched. “You clawed my brother!” And he hopped to his burrow.
Owl staggered on, his wing dragging behind until…
He spotted a badger.
“Please share your warm den with me,” pleaded Owl. “I can’t fly and need a place to heal.”
Badger stood on his hind legs and eyed Owl. “How do you know I won’t roast you for my Christmas feast?” Badger asked. He snarled and trotted to his den.
Owl shivered and stumbled. He fell and didn’t move.
The forest animals peeked from the safety of their homes. They gathered around Owl.
“It’s Christmas and we can’t let the little owl freeze in this blizzard,” growled Bear. He cradled Owl in his paw and lumbered towards his cave. The animals followed.
The cave was warm. Nestled against Bear, Owl began to stir. He trembled and gazed into Bear’s kind eyes.
“He lives,” squeaked Mouse. The animals cheered.
Owl’s eyes brimmed with tears. “You saved me!”
“You’re a member of our forest family,” Bear roared. “Rest here until you mend. Tonight you’ll join our Christmas festivities.”
“We’re friends forever!” Owl hooted.
The forest animals celebrated that blustery night.
Owl healed and kept his Christmas promise. He guarded his forest friends below…
…and Mouse hitched a ride.
© Patricia Tilton