import: "The Snake"

background for this story: for [home]school one day, Mary's assignment for English one day was "write a story about a snake." all the children still living at home proceeded to compete with the eight year old child for the best snake story. here is Johanna's story.

The Snake

Once upon a time there was a snake. He was a sad little snake, because he had no spots. None of the other snakes had spots either, but still, he wanted them because once he had seen a polar bear with spots.

The snake, whose name was Phil, had been pondering the subject of spots for quite some time and finally realized that he was a little hungry. He spotted a tree with fruit hanging from it.

Phil was not particularly fond of fruit, so he decided to go gallivanting after mice instead. And since mice have never been seriously accused of being incredibly smart, Phil ate his fill.

After Phil had eaten as many mice as he could find, he was still hungry, so he ate his family and Bigfoot, leaving the bones. After he had eaten every living creature he could find, Phil went to the far ends of the earth, eating the creatures of the earth and causing extinction of everything except, well, Phil.

But when he was finally through with his rampage, Phil realized he had acquired spots somewhere along the way. Why?

We'll never know. Snakes have always been a mystery.