At the end of last month, Jenna (mentioned in this post) decided that she and I would each
write a story. This is the one I came up with:
Once upon a time, in a land far away,
there lived a colony of umbas. Now “what
is an umba?” you may ask. An umba was a creature so small that he was
overlooked for many years.
The umbas lived in an enchanted forest
filled with candy canes and gumdrops. The candy canes, to them, were the size
of trees. And the gumdrops could be sat
upon, the way a human might sit on a large rock.
One day an elf entered the forest
where the umbas lived. The elf had been
sent on a mission by Santa Clause himself.
He had been given the field assignment of finding a treat that could be
left in the stockings of good boys and girls.
The umbas hid from the elf because he was so
much larger than they and they were afraid that he was a harmful giant. After
all he had been crushing parts of their forest with his feet.
When the hungry elf looked beneath his
feet when he heard a loud crunch, he bent over and picked up a broken candy
cane. He looked around and noticed
several candy canes and gumdrops.
“What were these things?” he wondered.
He sniffed and tasted. Oh, what deliciousness. He bent over even further to pick up a
gumdrop. It had a different taste and
texture but it too was delicious. The elf removed a large pouch from around his
shoulder and proceeded to fill it full of candy canes and gumdrops. The umbas were devastated. How in the world would they ever protect
their land and homes?
When the elf returned to the north
pole with his newfound candy collection, Santa was impressed. He recruited a team of elves to gather what
was left – and to take with them a specialist who could determine how to
replenish what was removed.
The umbas meanwhile had prepared a way
to protect themselves from the evils of the elves. They fought to save their land – but because
they were so teeny, they were unnoticed by the elves – who continued to pick
candy canes and gumdrops and drop them into their bags.
Many umbas returned to Santa’s castle
that day – for they had remained clinging onto candy canes and gumdrops that
had been picked. Being at the North Pole
was a whole new adventure for them. They
had moved themselves into the barn where the reindeer lived.
Now, before the umbas had moved in,
Santa’s reindeer were just like any other deer.
They didn’t fly. But gradually
they learned how. You see, the umbas
carried a magic inside of them which was passed on to the reindeer who had
eaten the entire population of umbas.
And so even though we don’t have umbas anymore, it is through them that
the reindeer were given the power to fly.
kfralc
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