Once upon a time there was a cactus named Willy. He lived in a nursery with lots of other plants, and his best friends were Biff and Happy. One day they were packed into a truck and taken to the local grocery store where they proudly preened themselves in front of all the lovely ladies who came by looking for house plants.
One day an old lady came by and took note of the three of them. After a great deal of checking out all the other plants, she finally decided to take Willy, Biff, and Happy.
"Whooee!" yelped Willie. "We've got a new home!"
"Yeah, and we'll all be together forever," answered Biff. "I want the window seat!"
Happy budged him saying, "Nope! I get it this time. You got to be by the window when we came to the store in the truck."
The three of them kept spiking at each other all the way along the grocery store conveyer belt. The clerk put them in the same bag and all the way home in the old lady's car, Willy got the top spot. Biff and Happy got bit nauseated from the motion of the car.
"Ooh! Gulp!" they kept yelling.
The old lady put each of them in their very own special nubby pot and placed them together on a table where they could see the TV.
"Cool," said Willy. "I love watching TV."
Every week, the old lady came and gave them all a nice long drink of cool water. And when she did, Willy, Biff, and Happy stood up tall and proud.
But after a few months, the old lady seemed to forget about the three friends.
"I'm thirsty," said Biff.
"So am I," said Happy.
"Me, too," said Willy.
One day Biff thought he needed a nap but, suddenly, he just fainted. He just lay down all wilty.
The next day Happy fainted. He lay down all wilty, too.
The day after that, Willy just couldn't take it anymore, and he started to feel rather droopy.
But suddenly, the old lady remembered about them and arrived to give them a big long drink of that lovely cool water.
"Glug, glug, glug," went Willy, Biff, and Happy.
But Biff and Happy couldn't take all that water. It was just too much.
"We're drowning!" they cried out.
And down they went. First Biff. Then Happy.
The next morning found Willy all alone. His best friends were gone. They lay there all wilty and wet. And when the old lady noticed after a few days, she took them away leaving Willy to stand up tall and proud as the last surviving friend. But too much had happened that made him sad. Willy missed his friends so much.
Even though the nice old lady gave Willy some water every once in a while, Willy just started to get sadder and sadder. He started to wilt. First, he felt his tippy top tip curl under a bit. Then, he started to feel weaker in the middle. Willy slowly started to bend. Finally, Willy just couldn't hold himself up anymore, so he let himself fall all the way down onto his dry dirt bed.
"Biff! Happy! I miss you!" he rasped.
And so it came to pass that Willy joined his best friends Biff and Happy in that great big desert in the sky.
The End. (Based on my own non-green thumb experience.)
Can anyone guess the allusion to a certain play?
The End. (Based on my own non-green thumb experience.)
Can anyone guess the allusion to a certain play?
12 comments:
Three men in a boat !
other than that I'm totally baffled,
love Di xx
ABCW team.
PS>
Have you tried to post on melody's site, it's got so much foliage etc
I gave up..i hope she sees this D.x
That desert would be full If I had them, I have NO luck with cacti.
Ann
Lovely story Leslie, a little sad though
Have a nice ABC-day / -week
♫ M e l ☺ d y ♫ (abc-w-team)
http://melodymusic.nl/20-n/
I recognize the three names. I've seen that play at least twice.
ROG, ABCW
Sad story, but doesn't strike a chord with me....
Haven't a clue ~ but neat story if a bit sad ~ Great choice for N ~ thanks,
Wishing you a Happy Week ~ ^_^
Cactus are the only thing I'm good with, I have two, one very spiky (which badly needs re-potting) that is the descendant of my grandmother's plant, so if I think back that must be over 40 years of my neglectful ownership.
In answer to your question, the hills are the Coniston range in the south of the Lake District, the rail line closed in the 1960s:( The line from Scotland has a branch that comes off into the central lakes (Windermere)which is the route most people come in on. Blame Wordsworth for the lack of lots of rail as he campaigned against it. I'll send you a rail map scan as I know someone that has a rail map book, mainly because it was my Christmas present to them, LOL. Get the map pins ready.
Wonderfully written.
a nice story narration plants, and cacti. Narrate a nice story of my succulents.
satta king
play bazaar contingent upon whether you meed certain budgetary conditions.
very good
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satta king
play bazaar Aesa Nahi Ke Ham Ko Mohabat Nahi Mli
Tumhain Chahte Thay Par Teri Ulfat Nahi Mili
Milne Ko Tu Zindagi Mai Kai Hamsafar Mile
Par Un Ki Tabiat Se Tabiat Nahi Mli
Chehron Mai Dosron K Tuje Dhondte Rehe
Sorat Nahi Mli Khain Serat Nahi Mli
Bahot Der Se Aya Tu Mere Pas
Alfaz Dhondne Ki Bi Muhlat Nahi Mli
Tuj K Gila Hai K Twaja Na Di Tuje
Lekin Ham Ko Tu Khud Apni Mohabat Nahi Mli
Ham Ko Tu Teri Har Aadat Achi Lgi Faraz
Afsos K Tuj Se Meri Aadat Nahi Mli
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