This is a little children's story I wrote and illustrated. It was then edited by Janet Leister. I modeled Narble after a pet newt that I had once. The illustrations are done in watercolor and ink. The colors got a little washed out when I downsized them to fit onto this Web Page.... other wise they would have taken a couple of days to load...and who wants to wait for that!!
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I thought I was a Dragon Swimming in the Sea
Awesome, proud and fearsome in my mighty majesty !
The winds will blow because I breathe. Giants quake in their knees, The clouds will tremble, mountains shake A Hurricane if I sneeze!
I can make the waters dance if I splash my tail by chance!
So, I took my fearsome Dragon stance upon my favorite rock, and gazed out across my Kingdom from this fitting lofty spot.
Such high thoughts of self one day were chased away, when an earthquake trembled and the land rose up to say,
"Excuse me, if you wouldn't mind, I wish to sun on this rock for a time."
A mere Turtle wished to claim my royal Dragon's Rock! In my presence? On my rock?! Allow this I would not!! I rose up high and puffed out my chest. And I said with all my might: "You do not know with whom you jest! I am Narble the Dragon, the very best!!!
The Turtle looked down at me much amused, and laughed "You're only a little nothing newt. One of a million I've seen today. Puny and insignificant. So now scoot newt! Get out of my way!!"
And so as the Turtle mocked I left my favorite Dragon's rock. Out of the light and into the night, I headed off to far away.
Dark and dreary, my eyes all teary, I traveled on through the night.
As the sun rose full and bright, I found a spot on a crowded rock. They all appeared to me to be the million other newts that mean Turtle had said he'd seen.
As the crowd crowded, I was pushed off the edge. For me there was no space! So I sank to the bottom, way, way down to a place where icky things lie. Forever in hours I stayed in this place, and I cried and cried and cried.
Then there in the darkness a thought dawned on me; maybe there are a million other newts, ...but just like me?
Why, it just couldn't be!!
Narble, I thought, this could be! So what if I'm not a Dragon swimming in the sea. I am what I am, and a glorious Newt I be !!
Smaller than a Turtle, yet bigger than a Flea. I know now a Mighty Newt I be! Narble the magnifinewt!!! That sounds right to me!
The end
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