"How the seasons were ordered"
by
Natalie

A
long time ago, when Earth was very young, and when the great fairy Primavera lived, the seasons were to ordered. She first named her three daughters.

-My eldest daughter, I name you Verana in honor of Summer. I give you this magic stick, with it, you can make all that is merry. -Thank you mother. Verana ran off with her stick happily.

-My second daughter, I name you Otonia in honor of Fall. I give you this stick, with it, you can change color anything you wish. -Thank you my mother. Otonia nodded her head, and skipped off.

-My youngest daughter, I name you Invierna in honor of Winter. I give you this stick, so you can Ice what ever you wish. -Thank you a lot mama! Invierna hugged her mother.

-Have fun daughters, I must go! Invierna waved at her mother. She felt a tape on her shoulder. It was Otonia. -Invierna, it is quite obvious that my stick is better than yours! -Is not! i could ice you! Otonia, shocked by that remark said coldly: -But I could change you in purple, with lime polkadots! -Not if your ice! -You wouldn't dare! -You think so Otonia? Both sisters lift their arms in the air to make their sticks work.

But Verana stole their sticks. -Oh, stop quarelling! She made a beautiful pink flower. -Brown! Otonia took her stick and changed the flower to brown color. Verana made an other beautiful flower, but Otonia kept changing the color of the flower. After a few minutes of doing that, Invierna took back her stick and iced all the flowers. -My flower! Yelled Otonia. -MY flower! Yelled Verana -Mother! Three daughters yelled.

Primavera came rushing to her daughters. -What is it, she said out of breath, what is it? Three daughters started talking furiously at the same time. -Stop girls! One at the time. -I speak first! Invierna wanted to ice me! -Well, she wanted to change me of colors! And... And Verana stole my stick. -And mine too! -But Otonia ruined my flowers, and Invierna iced MY flowers! -MY flowers! -No! Three girls turned their backs at each other.

-Girls, girls, girls! Stop fighting! I will punish three of you. -But... The daughters wanted to protest. -You will sleep ¾ of the year, only being awake ¼ of the year to do what ever you want. Now, it's Spring.

That's how the seasons were ordered. After, Each season had three sons: January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, Movember and December.



The End


Story by: Natalie, age 11, Canada


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