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Author: Ineko Cruz Age guide: 6-10
"You must be on your best behaviour," said Mother Cat to Plum the Kitten. "Your Uncle has come to visit, and he does not take too kindly to young who are noisy or cheeky or ask too many questions." "I understand," said Plum. "Your uncle is a Serious Cat," she added. "What do you mean?" asked Plum. "He never smiles, he never laughs, he never plays with pieces of string, and he never toys with a mouse before killing it," replied his mother. "Goodness, he is serious," thought Plum. Plum was ushered into a room in which sat a large white cat. The kitten looked back at his mother. She encouraged him nearer the statuesque feline. "Hello sir," said Plum. "Hello child," came the reply. Plum looked over his shoulder. His mother had gone. Plum steeled himself. "Uncle?" he said hesitantly. "Yes?" said Uncle. "Why is it you never smile, never laugh, and never play with string or toy with a mouse?" asked Plum quickly. Uncle sighed. If there was one thing worse than a kitten, it was an inquisitive kitten. "The reason I never smile," he said, "is due to when I first left home and became a ship's cat. On my first voyage, the ship hit storms off Australia and sank. I was the only survivor. Whilst swimming towards a lifeboat, I was attacked by a Great White Shark. I battled with the beast, and after a furious fight, I had lost three front teeth, but the shark had lost his life." "I never laugh," he continued, "because I once journeyed into deepest Asia to visit the temples of Kathmandu. I stayed with a family of Pandas, and one night a fire broke out amongst the Bamboo trees. Everybody escaped, but one baby Panda was trapped. I ran back into the fire and pulled the cub to safety, but the smoke damaged my throat, so I cannot laugh." Uncle kept talking, "I never play with pieces of string because when I lived in Africa, I was adopted by a pride of lions. One day when out walking, I saw a wonderful piece of string dangling in front of me. I leapt up to hit it but instead caught one of my claws in it. Unfortunately, it wasn't a piece of string but an elephant's tail, and I was carried for miles swinging too close for comfort to an elephant's bum." "And," he continued, "I never toy with a mouse before I eat it because when I travelled around South America, I caught this mouse. However, whilst I was throwing him around, he told me of much bigger mice that lived near the Amazon that would satisfy my hunger. I followed the directions given and discovered a race of giant rodents, who I later found out are called Capybaras. These monsters were ten times my size, and I was attacked by a hundred of them. I barely escaped with my life, but vowed that I would not play with my food again, if only to shut it up." Plum sat open mouthed as Uncle recalled his stories. "Wow," he said, "you know what, Uncle? Nobody should call you Serious Cat. Anybody who can go through so many adventures should be known as something more heroic like Action Cat or Cool Cat or something like that." "But remember, young Plum, it is because I wasn't being serious that I have been hurt so many times and had a lot of near misses," explained Uncle. "But it sounded like so much fun. It was fun, wasn't it?" Plum asked, "and you're still here to tell your stories. And boy, what stories. You should go on more adventures; you should collect more tales." Plum was practically bouncing on the spot with excitement. He was just about to run off to tell his mother when Uncle placed one of his large paws on top of the kitten to calm him down. "No, young one," he said in a stern voice, "it is no longer my way." "But why? There's nothing stopping you, is there?" asked Plum. "Not that it's any concern of yours, but no, there is nothing stopping me." "And there must be places you've never been," said Plum. Uncle thought to himself for a moment, "Well, I have heard that in the Antarctic there is a community of white furred creatures who are battling against the real cause of global warming," he said. Cat and kitten stood together in silence until the moment was broken by Plum's mother calling him for his dinner. "I better go," said Plum. The cat watched as his nephew bounced towards the door. "Plum," he called out, "I am glad I met you." Plum turned around to say something, but the Serious Cat was gone. The end. To register for More childrens-stories.net Free Stories please click here |
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