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Kids Can Fly: The Innocent Rabbit

the hill, leaving quite big marks in the mud, (which showed it was heavy if you know about things like that).

Not long after, Belowski went walking. He had on his hunting hat, and his thick Russian coat, his knife and his gun, and his steel-capped boots. He was out to prove that he was a good shot, but he proved instead, by the end of the day, that he couldn't even hit a rabbit as big as Ivan the Bad-tempered dressed in a bunny suit.

In the evening the bunny hopped home again, and Belowski returned in a black mood.

Another secret meeting was called, to which only the frightened the townsfolk came (which was just about all of them.)

"Things have gone from bad to worse," said the butcher, making sure his wife agreed, "We now have two angry men and one huge rabbit in our town!'

But the very next day, things went from worse to whatever is worse than worse, because out of the house where Belowski lived, came another huge rabbit. This one had brown Russian fur, and a brown Russian tail, and it hopped like a Russian rabbit, over the hills and into the fields.

All day long Ivan shot at the giant Russian rabbit. Blam! Blam! Blam! But Belowski had been right, because Ivan couldn't hit the ground if he was stuck in a cave! He couldn't hit the hills, or the trees, or the sky. He shot everywhere at everything, but he hit nothing at all, so the huge Russian rabbit hopped all the way home again and shut the door.

You might think that, having disgraced themselves once as rabbit-shooters, and again as shooters of giant rabbits, the two stubborn, men would consider retiring their guns and going back to their daily belligerence, but they were too stubborn for that. Instead they sat in their houses all night, and fumed, and stormed, and yelled at things which had nothing to do with their problems, right through to the next morning.

Out came Belowski, dressed as a rabbit again. Away went Ivan, with his gun. Blam! Blam! Blam! Home came the rabbit. Home came the hunter. And the sun went down.

The next day the rabbit came from Ivan's house, and the hunter came from Belowski's. And the day after that it was the same again only the other way round.

Another meeting was called.

"This is absolutely ridiculous!" stormed the butcher's wife.


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