The
Wee Ones Colours Of Life By
Paul McCann |
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A long
time ago just as the first flowers bloomed and the rivers began
to flow a slice of heaven floated down to earth . A
doorway to new life had opened and all kinds of beautiful creatures ran
through and made their home in the trees and under the ground . The
only thing that was missing from this picture of life was colour .
Everything was black and white for a short time until there came a small
group of wee ones that had the job of colouring every living thing . Wasting
no time they went straight to work . With
two drops of sunshine for every bucket of water they painted the
buttercups yellow .They added some early morning dew to make blue and
painted the blue bells . They collected every raindrop that fell and
left them for some time in the sunshine . Before long they had every
colour they needed . The
selection of colours was known as the Wee ones rainbow . What a
difference they had made . Sure it was a credit . Every flower was
splattered with bright vivid hues and every leaf a glossy green
that ran through into the long grass that grew wild in the glens
. This is
the story of the first spring after the colour of life had come . After
the snow had fallen and the ice melted . Birds and bees where busy
working building their nests and making lots and lots of honey . Foxes
chased rabbits into their burrows and ducks dived under the lake looking
fish . Squirrels rubbed the sleep out of their eyes and they cleared out
all the empty nutshells from their tree houses . The
trees all had a thick coat of new leaves and in a little cottage in the
heart of the Glen the wee ones all sat looking out the window admiring
all their hard work .
What a beautiful new face the world outside had . Every texture
and shape seemed to roll gently
past the eye . Suddenly
a silence fell around the world and animals sensed that something was
wrong . Birds flew high into trees and other creatures took shelter as
heavy rain lashed from the heavens . It rained and it rained and it
rained until the rivers rose and soon all the land was flooded . The Wee
ones and some other creatures had been saved by a kind man who scooped
them out of the water and took them into a large wooden ship . The
ship was afloat for a very long time and there was no sign of land
anywhere . Water seemed to cover the whole world . Eventually the flood
left and the first sight of land came into view . There
the Wee ones and all the small animals got off the ship . In a
short while most of the flood left and as more and more of the land
returned the Wee ones stood and looked around . What they saw left them
shocked and they sobbed and sobbed . The Silver birches had lost their
silver The
plum trees where bleak and black . Maple trees where as white as snow
and most of the blackthorn trees had been uprooted . Here
and there the sunshine fell on honeysuckle trees like a kiss of kind
awakening . But the world again was colourless . ”
Don’t worry”
Whistled the thrush “We
will help too” Said the little Dickiebirds . “And
us “said the squirrels who joined in . “Let
us help you .said the Swans The
ducks came and quacked .and beavers came to work . The Wee
ones where astonished and said “Thank
you for your help “ All the
creatures replied , “ We
couldn’t sing before you brought
colour to the world “ The birds whistled. |