Week 26 Year 1 - Monday, April the 9th 2012
"My name is Rabbit, Choco Rabbit"
I was supposed to take my Easter break. This is why half of me isn’t here. I am merely letting my hand doodle on this white sheet of paper, writing SUB’s story. Of course should things get out of hand I will intervene, as I always do. Meanwhile I am browsing the internet, searching for beautiful exotic peaceful sunny melodious wild oasis where I can let my mind wander. It’s my own personal Easter adventure and it will not be disclosed. I have already bought a crate to make sure SUB is locked away next week. One last thing. If you’re over 5 years old, do yourself and myself a favor. Skip this week’s story. Please. Make yourself useful somewhere. This will be embarrassingly childish. For kids.
It’s Easter and I am looking for some deliciously ethical chocolate eggs. There are so many kinds of chocolate eggs, really, enough to satisfy the most demanding tastes. My favorite is dark chocolate. I love its bitter taste. But I found out, to my surprise, that all is not as sweet as we may imagine behind the chocolate industry. I have read so many articles about child labor in cocoa plantations, and the issue doesn’t seem to get any better in time. I suspect it is because those kids are so small and those cocoa plants so big and bushy that it is difficult to spot them. We’d need a whole army out there patrolling the area day and night. - “Rabbit, Coco Rabbit, License to slap will fix this once and for all.” - “how do you suggest we do that SUB?” - I’m at the grocer’s, browsing through hundreds of Easter eggs. The air is filled with the most inebriating aromas. It is so inviting I am almost dancing, whirling around and hopping from one egg to another with the grace of a butterfly. - “huh? SUB, butterflies do not hop around. They fly” - As I walk past a mirror I see … a rabbit!!?!! it’s probably not a mirror after all, must be a picture put there for the festivities. What a cute little rabbit. Its ears are all tangled up and its eyes are rolling around in a funny way. If I didn’t know better I’d say it was about to faint. I say, do I feel dizzy. I seem to recall… no, please don’t, SUB?!?
I am a rabbit. Choco Rabbit, License to slap. Into the black hole I fell and on my butt I landed. Splash! That pond again. - “What are we doing here SUB? - Recruit our RAF?” - As I shake the water away a big cloud hovers above. I look up. A big heron is standing right in front of me, looking down at me. It is so big I almost fell over backwards to look it in the eyes. - “Hello Mr Heron” - say I, still squeezing water off my tiny furry body- “you may call me Sir” - says the heron - “no you’re not - says SUB, - you’re #EllensDamnHeron” - “I beg your pardon? - says the heron, diving its beak into the pond and coming out with a koi” - “SUB, be kind will you please? - Mr. Heron, says I, could you consider dropping the koi back into the pond?” - “what is the matter with you guys, can’t you get a life?” - “free the koi, you DamnHeron! - nononono SUB, let me handle this” - “Mr Heron, Sir, we need your help.” Off I go exposing Choco Rabbit’s mission. - “why should I go through all that trouble?” says the heron.
“Hey sister, how’s it?” - "Bagheera?!? what are you doing here?" say I - “I heard about your mission. I'm with you! Looking good sister” - says Bagheera winking - ” - “you’re not gonna eat us?” - say I, shaking like a leaf - “why should I sister?” - says Bagheera. - “You guys are crazy, I’m out of here!” says the heron. - “stay right where you are baby! You’re appointed Chief of the RAF, so keep your cool and chin up!” - says Bagheera to the Heron. - “Chief of what?” - says the heron - “the Rabbit Air Force, baby! You’ll carry Choco Rabbit - I’ll take Dumbo. My feline buddies are on their way and I’ve also seen a couple of cats behind those bushes. We’re taking them along, says Bagheera, they can hop into the flying car” - “what? No, not the cats. They stay here.” - “why, pray I - says the Heron” - “yes, why - says Bagheera” - “yes, why” says SUB - the three of them look at me with suspicion. The heron was raising a wind storm with its wings. Bagheera’s tail was whipping the air. And the rabbits ears were spinning like the blades of a helicopter. “There is no "why" guys. It’s like that or I’ll put the pen down and bin the mission. Your choice!” say I. - “ooook” - says them in chorus, after pondering for a moment. So we all take off and reach those far away plantations. The battle was fierce and intense. we first flew over the area to identify our targets. The heron turned out to be a real fighter. You should have seen it! The most enchanting graceful power ever to be seen. It fired melted chocolate bullets from its long beak, blinding our enemies, then dived down slapping them with its enormous wide wings sending them flying in the open. At ground level our feline legion was beautifully in charge of the situation. Then back up in the air, spot the next target and down again. Waooo. Of course I too did my part. Staying saddled throughout the whole battle, feeding the heron with chocolate wasn’t easy at all. All the kids were set free.
The heron decided to stay there. It can easily monitor the situation by flying over the area every day. If anything goes wrong all it has to do is whistle. It is quite happy because it has a very beautiful private pond full of fish and is surrounded with beautiful heronnettes.
As for us, we'll be back on the 23rd of April. Happy Easter!
Note 1 - about SUB ref. Monday, December the 5th 2011 "About a Druid and his mushrooms"