Home School students in Elizabeth Walter’s writing class, Spring Garden Township, were asked to read two Rudyard Kipling stories and then write “Just So” stories of their own.
How the Asian Crocodile Got His Very Long Nose
By Anna K. Byrnes, Grade 5
Long, long ago when the earth was already made, Dear Best Beloved, there was a lumpy, bumpy, sneaky, weaky, curious, merious, crocodile, with a muddy, slimy nose that was so short he barely could poke his muddy slimy nose into anything. It was as short as the rabbit’s tail. He lived on a smallish, ballish, Hershey Kiss shaped island named Sir Lanka in the Indian Ocean.
The lumpy, bumpy crocodile stuck his muddy, slimy short nose in every hole on the island until the animals could not stand it any more and they were hopping mad.
It so happened that very serious monkey was collecting bananas and the lumpy bumpy crocodile really wanted to help but instead he squished mished, and putushed and putished the bananas that the monkey had collected. The lumpy, bumpy crocodile was trying to carry them and was trying to be helpful.
“Stop squishing the bananas, these are the last ones of the season and you just squished the last one!” the serious monkey said madly.
The lumpy bumpy crocodile said, “I don’t mean to be squishing the bananas, I just wanted to help.”
The serious monkey said, “I’m the gentlest one around and you with your strong stubby nose squished all the bananas and now I’ll have to settle for bugs, my least favorite food, until the bananas are ripe again.”
The serious monkey got mad and screamed and screeched and screamed and screeched and called all his monkey friends to leave the island and to not come back until the nasty crocodile moved to a different island because he was lonely.
Then the lumpy bumpy crocodile stuck his muddy slimy nose into the antsy aardvark’s business. He tried to collect ants by sticking his muddy, slimy, short nose into the anthills causing the ants to run away and then the antsy aardvark had no food.
“Stop squishing the anthills, they’re my only source of food!” grunted the antsy aardvark.
The lumpy bumpy crocodile said, “I don’t mean to be squishing the anthills, I just wanted to help.”
The antsy aardvark said in a mad and very serious voice, “I’m the only one on the island with a long nose and tongue, with your short and stubby nose and tongue you can’t help me.”
Well, the antsy aardvark got mad and screamed and screeched and screamed and screeched and called all his antsy aardvark friends to leave the island and to not come back until the nasty crocodile moved to a different island because he was lonely.
Then the beautiful swamp bird got mad and screamed and screeched and screamed and screeched and called all his swamp bird friends to leave the island for the lumpy bumpy, crocodile had scared all the skimmery, shimmery, shiny fish away.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, why have you been scaring the skimmery shimmery fish away? They are my favorite food, the skimmery, shimmery, shiny kind.”
The lumpy bumpy crocodile said, “I don’t mean to be scaring your skimmery, shimmery shiny fish away, I just wanted to play.”
“Roooaaaar,” said the spotty dotty leopard. “Why have you been scaring away all my food?”
“ I don’t mean to be scaring away your prey,” said the lumpy bumpy crocodile. “I was just trying to help them.”
“You have scared the serious monkeys and the beautiful swamp birds away leaving me nothing left to eat.” the spotty dotty leopard roared again.
The spotty dotty leopard said, “You’re not helping me catch my prey, for I am the faster one on the island and no one can beat me. Why, if you keep scaring away all the animals I just might eat you!”
The spotty dotty leopard was mad and screamed and screeched and screamed and screeched and called all of his leopard friends to leave the island.
This happened to every animal living on the island. The animals were all gone and the only animal left was a teeny weenie smarty party mouse.
This teeny weenie smarty party mouse knew that all the animals were gone and the crocodile would look for more excitement and try to find him. The smarty party mouse knew he was smarter than the lumpy, bumpy and now nasty crocodile. Smarty party mouse was strong and brave and wasn’t afraid.
The lumpy, bumpy, sneaky, weaky, curious, merious, crocodile was now angry because he could not help and became the lumpy, bumpy, sneaky, weaky, curious, merious, nasty crocodile and was walking along a V- shaped canal when he found the smarty, party mouse’s house.
He poked his nose in once. Nobody was home. So he took his muddy slimy nose out and started walking down the canal.
A day later, he went back to the mouse’s house and someone was home. The teeny weenie smarty party mouse was about 4 inches tall compared to the 336 inches of the lumpy bumpy nasty crocodile. The mouse was about as tall as the crocodile’s muddy slimy nose.
The lumpy bumpy nasty crocodile did not know it yet, he stuck in his muddy slimy nose. This time the mouse knew the muddy slimy nose was coming in.
The lumpy bumpy nasty crocodile stuck his nose inside and heard, “Don’t put your muddy, slimy, stubby, snorty, no good nose in my house again!”
The crocodile felt a little pinprick and his nose swelled up a little because the pinprick was the mouse biting his nose.
“Ouuuch!” said the lumpy, bumpy nasty crocodile, but not too loud, he was now stuck.
The crocodile had a short nose about 6 inches. The teeny weenie mouse bit the muddy slimy nose and it swelled up and got stuck.
The teeny weenie mouse kept biting it and the crocodile pulled and pulled and he pulled hard enough that his nose stretched. He pulled so hard that he slinged backwards and got up. But his muddy, slimy nose was stretched like that forever.
Then all the serious monkeys and antsy aardvarks, beautiful swamp birds and spotty, dotty leopards, and all the other animals heard from the little teeny weenie, smarty, party mouse that he stretched the nasty crocodile’s stubby nose and he would never bother anyone again.
The lumpy, bumpy, sneaky, weaky, curious, merious, crocodile, with the new skinny, Winnie, teethy, weethy, long nose learned his lesson. All the animals came back to smallish, ballish, Hershey Kiss shaped island named Sir Lanka in the Indian Ocean and were never bothered by the crocodile with the long nose again.
From now on, although his nose hurts, he can carry the serious monkey’s bananas and help the antsy aardvark gather ants. He can help the beautiful swamp birds by holding the shimmery fish in the upper, lower and middle part of his mouth so they don’t get chomped. He can’t help the spotty, dotty leopard much but he is now his good friend.
The reason he does not stick his nose into anyone’s business anymore is now he can help and he doesn’t want to get stretched again. The lumpy bumpy, good friend, happy, helpful crocodile will never be lonely on the smallish, ballish, Hershey Kiss shaped island named Sir Lanka in the Indian Ocean again.