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| The Elephant That Went to Sea - A short story for younger children | |
| By 1211kellie | ||||||
| 20 June 2008 | ||||||
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Amongst the toys at my in-laws farm, is a lovely purple toy elephant, which my niece/nephews have wedged into a plastic stacking ring. It looks just like its got a life ring around its belly and this image was in my mind when I wrote this. It is aimed a younger children. Any comments good or bad always appreciated. 
Plumpy was a very tatty and much loved lumpy old elephant. He belonged to a little girl whose name was Claire. One day when she was on holiday with her family, she took Plumpy and sat him down on the sandy beach. Around his belly she placed a little life ring. He had a lovely day watching everyone happily playing under the warm summer sun. Claire had an exciting day too. When it was time to go back to their caravan for tea and bedtime, she forgot all about Plumpy and he was left behind. Poor Plumpy! He was all alone. Very slowly the tide came in. Plumpy started to drift out to sea. “Ouch!” he yelled as a sneaky crab took a nip at his legs that were dangling beneath his life ring. The crab just laughed and scuttled away. The warm water slowly swept him out until he was in the middle of the deep blue ocean. He looked up above at the large blue sky. It was full of squawking seagulls, and one actually dived and tried to lift him up with its claws. “No, leave me alone. You can’t eat me,” he cried. The seagull flew away; he had noticed a boat bobbing up and down nearby. “Quick, let’s go and get some fish,” he cried to the other birds, and off they went to see the fishermen who were busy working. Then a huge grey shark came along. It started to swim in a large circle around him and smiled at him hungrily. “Please go away. I’m just a cuddly toy, not dinner,” he cried. ‘The shark’ laughed aloud and opened its mouth really wide. “Oh, I’m only teasing you. I like to eat fish, not tatty elephants,” he said. Then with a wink of its eye he disappeared under the ocean. In the distance he saw a lovely blue dolphin; she came swimming along and nudged him gently. “Hello. What are you doing out here on your own?” she asked. “My owner left me on the beach and the tide came in and took me out to sea, and now I’m really sad that I won’t see her again,” he said. “Please don’t be sad. By tomorrow morning you’ll be safe on dry land again, I promise,” she said kindly. True to her word, all through the night under the moonlit sky she slowly nudged him, until at daybreak they came to the same sandy beach where he had been sitting yesterday. “Thank you. How kind of you to have brought me back,” he said. “You’re welcome. The sea can be a very dangerous place. I would not want any harm to come to you,” said the dolphin. She swam away and as a final farewell she leapt into the air and landed with a huge splash. Then she was gone. Plumpy sat there waiting. People slowly started to come onto the beach. But no one even noticed him. Then he heard his name being shouted and someone squealing in delight. It was Claire. She ran down and grabbed him excitedly. “Where have you been, Plumpy? I’ve missed you,” she said. Plumpy was so happy to be back. “I’ve missed you too,” he thought to himself. Later that morning, Plumpy was put in a bowl of warm soapy water and given a good wash. When he was clean Claire’s mum hung him up by his ears on the washing line. The wind blew and the sun shone and soon he was dry again. That night Claire slept holding Plumpy tightly. He smiled and slowly drifted off into a deep and happy sleep. Copyright 2008
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This is a really sweet piece Kellie and I'm sure it will appeal to all the little ones. Well done.
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