A bit of context: I’m a secondary school English teacher therefore, in this current crisis, school is closed. I’m still working from home, setting work, marking work and generally keeping in touch with my students.
One of the tasks I have set students is to learn a new skill and the write about it. I’ve encouraged students to create blogs, and of course, couldn’t help but get involved.
So during the first week I took on the challenge of drawing animals and then writing a short description of each to create a story.
Day one – a fox
I saw him in the distance. The fox. Watching the way he seemed to glide across the ground barely touching it amazed me.
He stopped. Ears twitching in the light summer breeze, like a statue he stood, his eyes fixed on something in the distance. I could feel the tension in the air as he slowly lowered his body until it was hugging the contours of the terrain. Inch by inch he crept forward, never once taking his eyes off his prey: a rabbit. Moving closer….
My heart was in my mouth as I watched this unsuspecting rabbit sitting there, nibbling on grass, nose twitching, not a care in the world. Closer…
Day 2 – an otter
The noise from the nearby river sending the rabbit for cover and the fox to drop his head and wander the way of the water to investigate the noise. As the fox approached the water’s edge, he eyed the cause of the noise. An otter. The strikingly streamlined body swam through the water, its great powerful webbed feet propelling it like a cruise ship in the open sea. SPLASH! Another otter joined the first, then another, and another, until a whole family of otters were playing in the water oblivious to the danger just feet from where they were.
Creeping, the fox began to stalk his prey, hidden behind the long flowing grass that edged this winding river. Dark ominous clouds began to march in, hiding the early morning sun and taking away the early heat of the morning. The otters could sense it. They stopped their play. And with a flick of their tails they were submerged and gone.
Day 3 – a rat
Silently edging the riverbank, the fox spotted his nemesis: a rat. Frozen to the spot, the fox was unable to move. The damned creature, just sat there. About a foot long, with brownish fur, short legs and a scaly tail, it sat licking its whiskers. The evil-looking, diseased and cunning demon turned to face the fox. Their eyes met. Time slowed.
The silence was deafening.
No birdsong. No gentle breeze. No sound of the river. Nothing.
Suddenly, the rat with incredible speed and dagger-like teeth showing, together with a piercing deathly moan charged towards the fox. Like a lightning strike, within a fraction of a second, the rat was on top of the fox, teeth ripping into its flesh. Their dance of death went on for hours…until the victor appeared. Dragging its beaten body from the jaws of death…
Day 4 – a goat
(Forgot to write description)
Day 5 – a raccoon
The fox. It gets to fight another day.
Barely alive, the fox slowly begins its tedious wearisome journey back to the safety of its den. Entering the relative safety of the woods, the early morning sun reaching through the canopy of trees. An endless journey lies ahead, full of more dangers, a fox should not be out during the day. At night he is a king among animals. But in the day, especially in its injured state, a free lunch.
Eyes watched the fox. Little glossy balls of light brown, like copper over honey. His black striped tail swayed back and fourth as he watched. The mask he wore explained his mischievous actions, stealing food, tearing rubbish bags apart, and taking advantage of any situation. He watched the fox, waiting for the opportune moment. He watched and he waited…
And that is your lot. What a point to leave a story!? But that was the end of week one.
Week two: learning to play a song on the keyboard.