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Week 12 Story: One City Dog Saves the Day

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In the largest castle of occupied residence, Windsor Castle, located 20 miles west of London lives King Great, Queen Awesome, and their royal family. Accompanying the family is dozens of dogs. They have guard dogs, palace dogs, and even the visiting outside city dogs. Every day the king drives through the city on his chariot pulled by two white, gorgeous horses switched daily between the six they owned. After a long day, the trainers take the horses to the stable for a good night’s rest. The chariot is left by the stable with the harnesses and tack atop, and not touched until the next day.

On this quiet night with stars shining bright in the night sky, the palace dogs were feeling mischievous after the king had gone to bed and the horses were back in their stables.

“Let’s have some fun tonight. The king and queen will never know,” the chief palace dog said to the rest of the palace dogs, assuring for no trouble because everyone was asleep. Immediately, the dogs took the leather harnesses and used them as dog toys. They bit, growled, swung, and passed the harnesses from dog to dog not realizing the damage they were creating.

“Everybody STOP!” yelled the chief dog as he began to notice total destruction.

“We must fix this disaster. We will be forced outside the palace if the king finds his harnesses all destroyed,” he continued, with tears in his eyes.

The dogs ran around the palace looking for new harnesses, leather repair machines, anything. With no luck on their side, the dogs shrugged accepting their fate.


“Chief, look what I found for y’all!” yelled one of the visiting city dogs.
He reached out his paw with brand new harnesses and tack.
“We found these at the palace 15 miles from here when we heard of the disaster. The king and queen there were very friendly and gladly gave their harnesses and tack to me,” he continued.

The chief’s eyes lit up. He was thrilled. How could an outside city dog be friendly enough to save the lives of all palace dogs living at Windsor Castle.

“Thank you so much, I will repay you,” spoke the chief dog.


The next day the king awoke and walked to his chariot prepared by the trainer, awaiting him.

“Wow, the tack looks wonderful. Thank you so much for blessing me with new tack,” the king said to the trainer.

The chief dog sighed in relief, but knew he had to tell the king all about what happened and how the city dog saved the day. He ran to the chariot and jumped on with the king as they both strolled through the city. The chief had time to tell the king all about the betrayal the palace dogs had done, and with that the king bowed in forgiveness. He then ordered for that very special city dog to come to his palace. For he would forever live as a palace dog after the great efforts he made. Furthermore, the king ordered rich food for ALL of the surrounding city dogs and they all lived happily ever after.

Author’s notes:

I wanted to set the background as an actual palace, so I searched the largest palace, and found the Windsor Castle. It was the weekend home of Queen Elizabeth II, but in my story it’s the residence of Queen Awesome and her family. The story I got my idea from was The Guilty Dogs in Twenty Jataka Tales. The story sets in an unnamed city where the king rides his chariot with six horses through daily. The palace dogs decide to have some fun and end up destroying all of the harnesses and tack. The next day when the king found out, he ordered that all of the city dogs must be killed assuming it was city dogs who broke in to destroy his supplies. The city was broken hearted, because several hundred dogs were ordered a death sentence. The chief dog knew there was no way for city dogs to enter the village, and though he wasn’t a part of it in the original, he knew the palace dogs did this. He fought for lives of all city dogs by bringing all royal dogs to the king and giving them kusa grass and buttermilk. Sure enough, leather shreds were coming from the royal dog’s mouths. The king then ordered rich food be given to ALL of the city dogs and everyone lived happily ever after. I really enjoyed the original, but I changed the plot of the story, as I wanted the city dogs to save the palace dogs.


Image One: Windsor Castle accessed from Wikipedia.

Image Two: Horse and Carriage located from Pixabay.

Twenty Jataka Tales by Noor Inayat (Khan).


Week 10 Story: Spot, The Turtle Who Never Knew When To Shut Up

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Dr. Knight’s farm was home to the most gorgeous geese known to man-kind. Thousands of geese roamed the land and could be found souring through the skies, playing in the water, and rummaging for food along the farm ground. Two of these geese included Betty and Boop. These two were twin sisters, and they were always sent out to recruit more geese to the farm land.


One day while Betty and Boop were flying along through valleys, they came across a small green shell lying on the ground.

“Excuse me sir, are you alive?” Betty spoke as she prodded the shell.

Out popped Spot, “Yes most certainly I’m alive! How are you? Where do you come from? I haven’t seen geese in a while!”

This sprung forth hours of conversation between Spot, Betty, and Boop. They became the best of friends, and the twins decided that Spot must come to their most treasured farm with them.

“I’m not sure how Dr. Knight will feel about a turtle joining us instead of another goose, but we can’t leave our new-found best friend here alone,” Betty spoke as Boop nodded in accordance.


“Spot, we have a plan!”

Betty and Boop walked towards Spot with a stick between the two.

“You have one job, Spot. All you have to do is bite onto the stick and not open your mouth for a single word. We will fly you to our paradise.” They spoke.

Spot was quick to agree and bit onto the stick.


30 minutes into the journey everything was going as planned. They were more than halfway to the palace when they were crossing over a town full of children.
“Hey EVERYONE, look up there! There’s a stupid turtle being lifted by geese!” A small child shouted as the crowd make eye contact and laughed.

Spot immediately hollered back, “OH YEAH, well  maybe you…” and the words dwindled off as he fell to the ground losing grip of the stick.

“I GOT HIM, I won a turtle!” the same small child screamed running towards his mother. “I’m going to take him home and keep him forever!”

“Maybe I should’ve just kept my mouth shut and none of this would’ve ever happened…” thought Spot.

Author’s Note: In The Turtle Who Couldn’t Stop Talking, two geese were looking for food when they stumbled upon a turtle. Both geese became friends with the turtle and they wanted to fly him back to their home. Since the turtle couldn’t fly, the geese held a stick with one at each end and had the turtle hang onto the stick with his mouth. Everything was going to be okay as long as the turtle didn’t talk. Unfortunately, talk and ridicule heard from village children caused the turtle to pipe in, letting go of the stick. If only he wouldn’t have talked… I decided that instead of the turtle falling to his death that he’d be saved by a kid. The kid would take him home, and Spot would learn his lesson that way instead of actually dying.

Image One: Turtle found on Wikimedia Commons.

Jataka Tales by Ellen Babbitt

Week 7 Story: Exiled in the Tongass

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The dense air weighted on the shoulders of Jacob and Joseph as they plunged through it gathering all their supplies to head out camping into the Tongass, the largest forest in America located in Southeast Alaska. They looked forward to this day for months, but something didn’t seem right to the twins on this very day.

“Maybe it’s just the polluted air making us feel uneasy,” Jacob screamed to Joseph who was forcing a few last things into his duffle bag.

Joseph nodded in agreement, and began discussing all of the plans the two had for the trip.

“You know, there is everything we could possibly want to experience there. There’s dog-sledding, fishing, hiking, and 17 million more acres of activity in the forest.”

With the positive outlook on vacation, the two loaded up the third brother, Wayne’s car. Wayne dropped Joseph and Jacob off at the grand entrance of the Tongass, helped throw out all of their supplies (tent, etc.) onto a safe camping spot, and waved the twins goodbye. As soon as Wayne drove out of the gate, thick barricades rose up from the ground. As far as the pair could see, barricades kept rising. There was no way out.

A gruff voice spoke, “now you both are captured, you will live life exiled in the forest until further notice. It’s only a small whisk at gaining back what you’ve put us through.”

Joseph and Jacob frantically looked around to locate where the voice was coming from. No one was in sight, but Jacob quietly whispered, “the Jural brothers.”


Years seemed to pass by and Joseph and Jacob were still living exiled in the forest in a one stall tent. They’d fought for survival until they grew so weak that they barely had enough strength to hold the fishing rod in hand waiting for a bite. They’d grown so very tired.

“Joseph. Jacob.”

The brothers hadn’t heard a voice in years, could this be their saving grace?

The barricades to the entrance alone lowered and in walked the Jural brothers with bulky guards all around them…

Authors Note: Life in the Forest from the Mahabharata, as well as scenes from the Ramayana were used in order to create a modern approach to exile in the forest. Joseph and Jacob represented the Pandavas brothers. In the Mahabharata, the Pandavas brothers were exiled to the forest for 12 long years. During this time the Pandavas brothers encountered many different sages who lived in the wilderness, which I didn’t include in my recreation. The Tongass Forest is truly the largest forest in America, and I thought it was a cool idea to bring in some of the things you can actually do at the forest, as well as information about it. I wanted to leave the story at a cliffhanger on whether or not the Jural brothers, taking the place of Duryodhana and his brothers in the original, to decide on whether or not they would be able to enter back into the real world.


Image One: Tongass National Forest by Wikimedia Commons.

Sources were taken from several different places: Arnold, Besant, Devee, Dutt, Ganguli, Kincaid, Macfie, Mackenzie, Nivedita, Seeger, and Tagore. All were accessed online for free here.

Tongass National Forest

Week 6 Story: Vyasa’s Birth

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Indra, the king of first heaven, was silently lurking through the village contemplating which fellow villager would become the next king. He had been king for his whole life, and he had decided that it was finally time to at least think about passing down the crown to a new leader. No man knew his plan so the faces that gazed upon his were confused and worrisome. As he stared at longing faces throughout, he thought to himself.

“If only a man could step up and proclaim strength and dignity.”

Just as those thoughts crossed through his mind, commotion erupted around the large body of water near town center. Indra rushed to the scene. Two children were flung from a sharks mouth abruptly, and the cries could be heard miles wide.

“What is going on here!” Indra shouted.

“King, this shark has given birth to children. This can’t be so,” a random villager urged.

Grasping for air, Indra coddled the two babies.

“Is this the answer to my prayers?” he thought to himself.

He handed the baby girl to one of the villagers whom he didn’t know or care to know, but held the baby boy with pride.

“You will be the next king. I will name you Vyasa, and you will change the world son.”
With that he lifted the boy up into the air, sprinkled sand on his head, and just like that the baby boy morphed into a grown man.

Indra stood in awe at the grown man that had just appeared before him and reached out his hand for a firm shake. It was as if Vyasa was prepared for life in his prior form, because he stood at attention, shook hands, and immediately began talking as if he’d lived in the village his whole life.

The conversation between Indra and Vyasa was straight to the point, and Indra declared that Vyasa was indeed an answer to his prayers and he wanted to immediately proclaim him as king. The surrounding areas were then to undergo a change in power…

Authors Note:

In the Mahabharata portion discussing Vyasa and Ganesha, Vyasa’s birth story is told. Gods sent Indra to go bribe the king of Chedi with a crystal car that has the capability to carry him throughout the sky. His semen ended up falling in the water on one of his journeys, and 10 months later fisherman caught a fish and discovered the had two children. The king took possession of the boy, but sent the girl off to help on the river. In my version, I wanted to make Indra the main character and the one searching for a replacement. I did want to keep the same cultural relevance to the story, and chose to make the boy take over as king. I also added in new details such as Indra easily morphing Vyasa into a man with sand alone. I didn’t want to begin discussing the changes and outlooks that Vyasa made, so I ended with the power being overturned.


Vyasa and Ganesha accessed online here. The Mahabharata, A Summary by John Mandeville Macfie was also utilized as a source.

Indra: Wikipedia

Vyasa: Wikipedia

Image One: Vyasa  accessed from Wikimedia Commons.

Week 2 Story: Chester’s Triumph

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<Apologize for your wrong doings to make it right>

*Thousands of crocodiles resided at Crocodile Lake. The lake stretched for miles both long and wide. Chester King Crocodile ruled the waters. One of his biggest requests was to help save anybody and everybody they could, strange for crocodiles to do. This particular week had sent a treacherous downpour directly over the already large body of water, causing it to overflow and spill over the roads that both land animals and humans traveled. Waylon the wolf traveled this route every day to get to work in the forest across the water from where he worked.*

It began as a normal day for Waylon as he neared the road towards work. When he realized the road had been flooded he immediately burst into tears.

“Why today? Today is the day that I promised I would be at work early,” Waylon pleaded.

Chester had overheard Waylon’s cries, and rushed to the bank.

“I can help you under one condition, Waylon.”

“Chester, I haven’t seen you in months.”

Chester chuckled, remembering all of the bad things that Waylon had done previously, such as injuring one of the crocodiles without warning. He had attacked one of the crocodiles when she was on the bank catching some zzzzzz’s.

“I’ll give you a ride across the lake under one condition. You must apologize to Betty Sue, who you injured so carelessly for all of the wrong reasons.”

Waylon immediately dried his tears, thanked and jumped on Chester, and off they went.


As Chester slowly made his way through the water, Waylon began to get really annoyed.

“Am I ever going to make it to the other side? I can swim faster than this?” Waylon questioned.

“Your remarks are horrendous, here I am trying to do everything in my power to help you, and you can’t even be appreciative. All of this for an ungrateful soul is not worth it. Betty is up ahead, be prepared to give her your apologies.”

As Chester propelled towards Betty, Waylon grew nervous. He let out a low growl and got into position to attack. He had not intended to make any sort of apology. Immediately from fear Betty flopped under water and Chester threw Waylon upon the largest stump in the middle of the lake.


“I knew you couldn’t be trusted. You had no intention of turning your wrong into a right. For that you will be punished. I will only help you down and across the lake after you’ve endured a week of fasting and praying.”

Waylon shouted, “You can’t just betray me like this!”

Chester submerged under water, not being able to make out any of the nonsense Waylon was shouting. He felt that his way of helping Waylon was different than the typical case. If he left Waylon there on the stump to confess and pray, he surely would become an honest, outstanding individual.

Author’s Notes:

In The Crocodile and the Monkey’s Heart, the crocodile had malicious thoughts to help the monkey across the water and get his heart for his wife. The monkey out-witted the crocodile by ensuring the crocodile that he kept his heart in the tree across the way. The crocodile believed him, but the monkey quickly escaped up the tree upon arrival. In the Pious Wolf, a wolf decided to fast when he found out the rock he had been sleeping on was flooded around him upon his waking. It was determined that he wasn’t serious about his fasting, as a fairy faked to be a kid and was immediately preyed upon. The wolf couldn’t resist the kid and fast as he wanted. I combined these two stories with a twist, keeping the characters of the crocodile and wolf (but giving them names and more personality). It seems like crocodiles are always given the short end of the stick, so I wanted the crocodile to actually out-wit the wolf here. The wolf attacked one of the crocodiles and wouldn’t own up and apologize for his wrong doing, so he was left to fast on a stump, similarly to the Pious Wolf. I left it as a cliffhanger, so the audience doesn’t actually know how it ends for the wolf.


The Pious Wolf by W.H.D. Rouse in The Giant Crab.

The Crocodile and the Monkey’s Heart by Marie L. Shedlock in Eastern Stories and Legends.

Image One: Crocodiles by Wikimedia Commons.