Our assignment was to write a fable with a moral, I wrote it with my friend Nelson.
“Yeah!” they all shout.
“Okay, one day there was a little lemming that was scampering around when it noticed something in the distance near the big cliff. He ran closer and saw that all of his fellow lemmings were jumping off of the cliff. All of his friends and family members were there, waiting in line to fall to their deaths. He approached his good friend Reginaulde who was near the end of the line.
“Hey Reg, what’s going on here?”
“Don’t you know? It’s time to jump.”
“But I want to live.”
“Wait, you’re not gonna do it? What’s wrong with you?”
“I told you, I don’t want to die.”
“Hey Manfred, did you hear that? He’s not gonna do it.”
“What?!” said Manfred. “But everybody’s doing it! You have to!”
“I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do.”
“Well have fun up here by yourself. Loser!” He called out as his turn came to jump. Somewhere across the crowd of lemmings he heard a group making fun of him.
“Hey, that lemming isn’t jumping!”
“What a loser!”
After about two more minutes every other lemming had jumped over the cliff. The little lemming was left all alone. He was glad that he wasn’t dead like the others, but he was also very lonely now that everyone he knew was gone.
“Whatever,” he said as he ran toward the cliff. Before he reached the edge he skidded to a stop.
“What am I doing? This is stupid.”
He turned around and saw some bunnies hopping along.
“Oh look, a little lemming. Can we keep him dad?”
“Well son, I don’t see why not.”
The little lemming joined the bunny family and lived happily ever after. There’s a dual moral to this story kids. Number one: don’t give in to peer pressure. Number two: don’t kill yourself, no matter how lonely you are. You never know, you might be able to join a family of rabbits.”
“Don’t teach our kids about suicide you sicko,” one of the children’s’ parents yelled.
“Yeah, what are you thinking?” another parent exclaimed.
“I’m telling your boss!” someone yelled.
“Oh, I don’t work here.” Said the storyteller.
“Hey, I thought I told you to get out of here!” the owner of Story Land yelled.
And the man ran and ran and ran. The moral of the story is don’t sneak into a place called Story Land, act like you work there, offend the parents, and then get chased out by the owner.