Mar 20 2014
Once upon a time on a quiet summer day in our lovely neighborhood, a little boy named Humpty had a very sad fall. In our neighborhood lived human families, like the pastor and his family, in two-story brick houses. In the one-story yellow houses lived egg families. I am one of the eggs and I am going to tell you this story.
This is the real story of how the big fall happened. Humpty was the pastor’s son. He was sitting on his bike, but he had never ridden his bike without his dad’s help, so his neighbors, who were eggs, told him to get off. He refused and started riding down the driveway. The pastor saw him out his office window, and he started to get real mad at us eggs because we were taking care of Humpty. When we saw the pastor opening the window, we knew exactly what was coming for us.
As soon as he shut the window after yelling at us, a mighty leprechaun jumped from a tree and pushed Humpty right off the bike. I was so stunned because I couldn’t believe his aim and that he landed on the bike so well. In the middle of my staring, tons of eggs came bounding over the fence like bunnies trying to save the last carrot. Some searched for the leprechaun and some ran to Humpty. I ran inside to get an icepack, the first aid kit, and a stretcher. Inside the first aid kit there was tape, Band-Aids, and all kinds of other stuff. We tried to put Humpty back together, but it was pretty difficult to figure out all of the human’s body parts. After running into many problems, we figured out that the leg was supposed to be at the bottom of the body, the head was supposed to be at the top of the body, and the arms at the top right and left. We had to take him all back apart and try to get him together again. This time it was a lot harder because we were getting tired.
When Humpty’s dad saw that we couldn’t put his son back together again he got even madder. After a bit he just started to cry and through his tears I could hear, “I will never have a son again…..never….ever…again.” That’s when his human neighbors came outside to get him and bring him inside.
The eggs that went searching for the leprechaun could only find Humpty’s bike. For a long time after this none of the kids in our neighborhood would ride their bike without a parent present.