The following story was written by my daughters and I as we drove in the car. We each said a sentence and took turns adding to the plot. It has been retold several times, but this is the general idea:
Once upon a time there were two princesses, Abigail and Katherine, who decided to go on a walk and pick berries. They stumbled across a forbidden woods that belonged to the evil witch. The witch flew in and demanded, “Who has been picking my berries?” Abigail and Katherine didn’t know what to say, and so the witch immediately turned them into itty-bitty bugs. She cackled and howled with laughter as she flew away.
The little princess bugs didn’t know what to do or where to go. Everything seemed so gigantic that they couldn’t find their way home. “What are we going to do?” Abigail asked.
Just then, they heard a buzzing noise – a teeny tiny black bug named… Doo Doo!
“What happened, princesses?” Doo Doo inquired.
“The wicked witch turned us into bugs!” Katie exclaimed, trying to fly around.
“I can help you,” Doo Doo said. “Follow me. I will lead you back to your castle.”
The princess bugs, who were really quite lovely with their yellow and pink wings, followed Doo Doo around trees, over lakes, and across the field to the castle, which looked quite large in comparison to their minuscule size. They flew into an open window and found the Queen, sitting on her throne eating lunch.
“Mother, Mother!” Abigail yelled in the biggest voice she could muster, all the while buzzing and flapping in the Queen’s ears. The Queen just swatted her away, not knowing who she really was.
“I have an idea!” Doo Doo then suggested that they fly over to the microphone and talk to the Queen. Their voices would be much louder.
Katherine flew to the microphone and said as loud as her little voice could, “Mother, oh Queen, Abigail and I were turned into little bugs. Look over here!”
Indeed the Queen did hear her daughter’s plea for help, and without a moment’s hesitation, she magically turned them back into girls.
They embraced and shared stories of how their day had become so tragic. For the rest of their lives, they never forgot the help of their little friend, the teeny tiny black bug named Doo Doo.
Very cute story, Becky. I can just imagine the drama being played out in the hummer on your way to Costco:) Did you take the pic?
No….. unfortunately my beautiful raspberry pictures were some of the many lost last year due to my computer crash. Unfortunately… But it looks like mine! 🙂