Day Two of my book week challenge, and already I'm reverting to childhood. It's been a strange morning - I woke up to a Jedi looming over me (it turned out to be the hubby in his new dressing gown), holding a teddy bear which I really didn't remember taking to bed. I then ate coco pops while watching a Pokemon episode. I think it's fair to say that my adult sensibilities didn't kick in until midday, when I found myself on the laptop contemplating today's challenge. Given the morning's activities, I thought it was only fitting to go back to an old favourite, and - you can pat me on the back if you wish - this time I kept it to under 200 words! So here is my brief re-working of Chicken Little.
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A newly-hatched member of the poultry family, having been Isaac Newton-ed by a nut of the genus Quercus, becomes convinced of the imminent collapse of the atmospheric barrier that protects earth from outer space. On a madcap dash to inform the head of monarchical feudatory in which he lives, he finds and attached to his party numerous other creatures with heavily contrived rhyming names. These creatures display a distinct lack of curiosity as to the evidence for the youngster's claim, and, rather than conducting any scientific research, rush headlong down the road toward their stated destination, which one presumes is a palatial dwelling of sorts. When the party, consisting entirely of edible fowl, nears its goal, who should come across their path but an omnivorous mammal with a long snout and bushy tail? At this point, discerning readers of Aesop's Fables and other cautionary tales featuring members of the animal kingdom will become aware of the imminent tragedy as the proverbial wolf in sheep's clothing leads the aforementioned fowl to its den. When the feathers have settled, one is supposedly reminded of the necessity for deductive reasoning and investigation. Alternatively, one could simply ignore the claims of talking chickens.
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