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Previous Challenge Entry (EDITOR'S CHOICE)
Topic: Grandparent(s) (04/03/08)

TITLE: Adventures on the Mountain of Wild Mongooses
By Brian Russell
04/09/08
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“Give me your hand!” Granddad called out to Billy from the ledge above.

Fingers slipping, Billy outstretched his hand. The snowy wind whipped around the two explorers, but their animal fur coats kept them warm. Flakes of snow crowded Granddad’s beard and eyebrows, making him look like Santa Claus.

Granddad grabbed his hand and pulled Billy up over the cliff in one tug, showing his incredible strength. Billy knelt down to catch his breath while Granddad checked the map.

“We’re almost to the top,” he said.

Billy smiled. “I know. We’re the first people to climb this dangerous mountain.”

“It wouldn’t be nearly as dangerous if it weren’t for those rabid, cliff-hopping mongooses over there!”

They jumped to their feet and into fighting stance. Billy knew all-too-well the seriousness of a rabid, cliff-hopping mongoose attack, but felt completely safe with Granddad there. Granddad was a bona fide ninja, with seventeen black belts, after all; and he was a highly esteemed explorer, known for his exploits in extremely dangerous areas. Billy was his student, learning all he could.

A mongoose darted towards them. “Watch out, Granddad!”

Granddad dodged the snapped jaws of the mongoose and grabbed the back of its neck. He held it up in front of him, its teeth gnashing away, and pointed his finger in its face. “Stop it.”

The pack of vicious, most dangerous beasts on the mountain stopped. Granddad had completely saved both of them with a single command. He smiled at Billy. “Now we can use them for our hunting dogs. And they aren’t rabid anymore.”

Billy wiped his forehead. “Whew! That was close!”

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Wendy came out from the kitchen to see her husband, Peter, and grandson, Billy, standing on the couch, surrounded by her long, cylinder throw pillows. Peter was holding one pillow in his hand and talking to it. Smiling, and trying not to laugh, she just shook her head.

Peter, pointing a finger at the pillow, said, “Now, you go scout ahead.” He turned to Billy. “This way, we’ll know of any danger up ahead.”

Billy tapped his head. “Good thinking.”

Knowing that this could go on for hours, she finally had to interrupt, but she didn’t want to mess up their fun. So, she pretended to be on a horse and rode up to them. “Finally, I’ve found you!”

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Billy saw Grandma riding up on a magnificent snow white horse. Her hair swirled in the icy wind. “Wow, Grandma! Nice horse!”

She nodded gracefully. “Thank you. I came to find you. There is a warm place, just around that bend over there, with sandwiches that you can eat.”

Granddad looked at Billy and he rubbed his belly. “That does sound tempting. Do you think we can afford to stop?”

“Of course! I love Grandma’s sandwiches!”

She turned her horse around and began trotting away. “Follow me!”

When they rounded the bend, there was a little hut with smoke puffing out the chimney. Billy ran into the hut and sat down the table. Grandma came out with a tray of sandwiches and set them down on the table in front of Granddad and Billy, and then came back with three glasses of milk.

Billy snatched up a turkey sandwich and bit into it. Grandma and Granddad looked at him sternly. Granddad said, “We pray before we eat.”

“Even as super-explorers?”

“Of course.” Granddad smiled. “Who do you think taught me how to be so super?”

“Who?”

Granddad looked Billy in the eye. “Do you think we could do all of this exciting stuff if it weren’t for Jesus?”

“What do you mean?”

“Look over there.” Granddad pointed back to the hut window, and Billy saw a snowy mountain. “What do you see?”

“A dangerous, snowy mountain that no one has ever been on.”

“Exactly. Our imaginations come straight from God. He’s the one who created everything that we see in real life. Including me, you, and Grandma. And that takes a lot of creativity. He gave it to us so that we can have fun and create things like stories and pictures.”

Billy set his sandwich down. “Did he create turkey sandwiches?”

Granddad laughed. “I’ll bet he’s eating one right now.”

Billy smiled and looked around at the warm hut and then back at his grandparents. “You’re right Granddad. We should thank Jesus for this warm place to eat while on our journey.”

“Exactly.” Granddad grinned wide. “And don’t forget the ability to tame rabid, cliff-hopping mongooses.”

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Christine Dunn04/11/08
Great fun! I liked this imaginative entry.
LauraLee Shaw04/13/08
This is packed with clever creativity, and I loved the ending!
Gregory Kane04/13/08
I only caught on to your zany style when the mongooses appeared but thereafter I loved it. Excellent. Sorry you haven’t had more comments than these! Certainly kept my attention.
dub W04/14/08
Fun and creative. Lose the exclamation marks.
Holly Westefeld04/14/08
A delightful romp in God-given creativity.
Sheri Gordon04/17/08
Congratulations on your EC. This is really creative, and so cute. Good job.
Loren T. Lowery04/17/08
I really like the subtle way the loving grandparents taught such valuable lesson to their grandchild. He is one very lucky boy for many, many reasons. Congratulations on your EC placement. It is well deserved - Loren