The Wee Ones Colours Of Life

By Paul McCann  

 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 .
”I guess we will have to start all over again “
said the Wee ones .

” 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. “We couldn’t croak” said the frogs .
“We watched you work so hard every day” said the deer and the rabbits .
There was nothing we could do but watch as your colours were washed away in the flood, but now we want to help you put them back ”
said the bees .

At that very moment another slice of heaven fell from the sky and landed on softly on the earth .
“ Look up there.
said one of the wee ones pointing to the sky .
Our rainbow selection has returned"

And indeed arched right across the horizon was the most beautiful rainbow and it remained there until all the colours of life where back again .


The End