Humble McBumble had an idea. He hurried back to his hut and when he eventually
got there he disappeared for a short while into his tool shed and then all
of a sudden he came rushing out carrying a large saw.
Back into the forest he went, hoping to remember the way because of course
the snow had now covered his footprints. As he struggled through the snow
he thought to himself, I hope I'm quick enough I couldn't bare the thought
of Johan dying under the snow. The snow fell even heavier and the wind howled
even louder but Humble McBumble kept on going. Eventually he came across the
place where Johan had been lying. But all he could see was the tree trunk
and white snow covering the ground. He thought he was to late, but just then
he saw a little brown nose poke its way through the snow, he rushed over and
started digging at the snow with his hands and there was Johan, still alive.
His idea was a clever one. He was going to saw the tree, not in half but into three pieces, two long pieces at each end and a small one in the middle where Johans tail was so that the small piece wouldn't be very heavy and therefore easy to move. This was exactly what he did. He was absolutely exhausted when he had finished but he was able to roll the middle piece off of Johans tail and pick him up in his arms and wrap him in a blanket, which he had also brought from his hut.
Humble McBumble carried Johan slowly back to his hut. He lit a nice warm fire and cooked a lovely pot of "hot forest" soup for them both. It was getting late now and Humble McBumble and Johan had had a hard day, they were very tired and decided to go to sleep in front of the fire, Johan on the rug and Humble McBumble in his favourite chair. When they woke up in the morning they both agreed that it would be wonderful if Johan could stay with Humble McBumble for the whole of the winter and that is exactly what happened.The End
Contributed by "Zain Rana Class 8 "
Sasha loved to collect ancient precious objects, and he always granted an audience to any passing merchants. One day, Kashenor, disguised as a merchant, was taken by Mansor, the Chief Minister, before Sasha. The Ruler bought everything the merchant offered him, but he also asked what was inside a small drawer in a antique box.
"I really don't know myself," replied Kashenor, pulling out of the drawer an old roll of paper written in a long'forgotten language, together with a tobacco jar full of black pweder.
"I'll give it to you as a present," he told the Ruler. Sasha wanted
to know what the writing meant, so he gave the paper to his wise men, and
a few days later, they told him what it said:
Full of their new knowledge, the two storks decide, as the afternoon wore on, to return to the palace. Slowly and majestically they flew over the city. Something had happened in their absence, for they could see that the streets were thronged with spectators and a long procession was entering the portals of the palace. Sasha was furious to see a strangers sitting in his golden carriage, escorted by his own servants and guards. Wicked Kashenor's trick had worked, for the wizard's son was on his way to seize Ruler's throne.
"Hurry!" urged Sasha. "We must dash back to the palace. Who is that imposter?"
"It's the son of Kashenor, that wizard you once banned from the palace," replied Mansor in horror. "He swore he'd get even. Remember?"
But even as he spoke, the Chief Minister shook with fear, for what he himself could not remember was the magic word. The two storks landed ion the ground, ready to become humans again, but Sasha could only stammer . "I don't remember .. I don't remember "They looked at each other sadly: "We'll never be human beings again!"
Followed by the Ruler, the Chief Minister rose into the air. "We'll go to Mecca and pray on the Prophet's tomb. Perhaps he'll help us remember the magic word." But Mecca was a long way away and the sun was setting . Tired and hungry, the two storks landed amongst the ruins of an old temple. As they looked around them, seeking food and water, a sudee3n long-drawn out screech made them jump in fright. Who on earth was living in such a lonely place? Sasha plucked up courage.
"Let's go and find out!" he said, and off they went through the crumbled buildings. From a dark corner, a pair of big yellow eyes glowed and the mournful cry of some strange creature echoed louder than before. It was a huge owl.
"Thank goodness," it said, "I've been waiting for years. The speel is sure now to be broken " "Sasha and Mansor started at each other in amazement on hearing the owl talk.
"Who are you?" they asked it.
"What shall we do now?" they asked themselves.
"There's hope yet," replied the owl. "For now and again. Kashenor meets the other wizards in one of the ruined halls. While they're banqueting, they boast of what they've done. If Kashenor should brag of what he did to you, then the might repeat the magic word you've forgotten!"
"Goodness, yes!" agreed the storks. "Before we go, "she said, "One of you must promise to marry me. Otherwise I'll remain a bird forever!"
"Very well! I promise I'll marry you, but only if I mange to hear the magic word and break the spell," said the Ruler.
So the owl led the strokes along a narrow passage beneath the temple, to a hall.
"This is their meeting place. We can spy on them from this hole." The three birds took turns at keeping watch. Then one evening, the murmur of voices announced the arrival of the wizards. As they ate and toasted each other's health, Kashenor rose to his feet.
"Guess how I succeeded in placing my son on the Ruler's throne?" he said, and when the wicked wizard said the word MUTABOR, the two storks thrilled with delight.
"Mutabor! Mutabor!" they repeated. "That's the magic word!"
Outside in the open air, the storks bowed three times to the east and said the magic word. Instantly they became men again, and the owl magically turned into a beautiful young lady. The three hugged each other with joy.
"I will keep my promise" he assured her, "and when I am on my throne, I shall marry you."
The Ruler's next task was to depose mizrah. Stealing the wizards' camels, they rode all night, and dawn found them at the city gates.
"The Ruler is alive!" cried the first people to see them. As they rode through the streets, the citizens pressed round, cheering widely.
"Sasha has come back! Mizrah has lied to us!" The wizard's nasty plan had failed. With a handful of followers, Mizrah had succeeded in seizing the throne, certain that Sasha would never be seen again. But when he heard the news, the wizard's son tried to escape. However, he was captured and thrown into prison. Kashenor too was put in chains, and the citizens themselves pronounced the sentence, when they learned what he and his son had done.
"Death! Put them to death!" shouted the Ruler's subjects. And so the wizards were executed. Mizrah, instead, was forced to sniff the black powder that had caused all the trouble and speak the magic word MUTABOR. He instantly turned into a stroke and was sent to live in a cage at the top of the highest turret.
And in the end, this whole affair brought much happiness to the palace, for Naja turned out to be the perfect wife of Sasha's dreams.
Contributed by "Tuba
But the roll of paper also contained a warning. It told the reader he must never laugh when in his animal shape, for he would then forget the magic word forever.
"Did you hear that, Mansor!" exclaimed the Ruler. "We can turn into animals! Shall we do it?"
"Sire, I'll try it tomorrow." At dawn next day, the Ruler and his Minister left the palace, and when they were well out of sight, Sasha took the tobacco jar from his pocket.
"What animal shall we choose?" he asked the Minister. Now Mansor had no idea, till he noticed a stork glide past.
"Storks!" he cried. "Let's become storks!"