Autumn Elf
Autumn Elf is a small, tiny creature who can get very angry at times.
“What is with all the leaves falling off the trees so early?” he asked his sister, Stella, who had just come outside.
“We are going to have an early winter,” said Stella.
“Are you kidding me?” yelled Autumn Elf. “That isn’t good. This is only the beginning of the autumn season.”
“Don’t yell at me,” said Stella. “I am not the weatherman.”
“You are right,” said Autumn Elf. “I apologize for the angry outburst just now.”
“It is okay,” said Stella, who was used to Autumn Elf’s outbursts. “I came out here to tell you that Mother wants you to rake up the leaves.”
Stella went back into the house. Autumn Elf grabbed the rake out of the garage and proceeded to rake up the hundreds of red, orange and yellow leaves that were scattered all over the yard.
“There must be a way to stop winter from coming,” said Autumn Elf. “It is just way too early. I am not ready for winter.”
Autumn Elf thought hard about what he could do to stop winter from coming. He looked at the pile of leaves and then he looked up at the tree. He came up with an idea.
“Maybe I can put the leaves back on the tree,” said Autumn Elf. “That should stop winter.”
Autumn Elf gathered up a huge armful of leaves and he threw them up into the tree. He grabbed another and another.
“Oh no!” yelled Autumn Elf, angrily. “This isn’t going to work.”
Autumn Elf noticed that when he threw the leaves up into the tree, they didn’t stay there. They all fell straight to the ground.
“I need to stick the leaves to the tree,” said Autumn Elf. “That will keep the leaves on the tree and stop winter from coming.”
Autumn Elf went into the garage. He saw a bucket of glue and a ladder. He carefully took the bucket of glue and ladder over to the tree. He was very careful as he climbed up the ladder. He started sticking the leaves to the tree, one at a time.
“This will never work!” yelled Autumn Elf, after he had glued about twenty leaves on the tree. “This is going to take much too long.”
Autumn Elf was disappointed. He took the bucket of glue and the ladder back to the garage.
“Autumn Elf,” he heard his sister, Stella, call. “Dinner is ready.”
Autumn Elf went to the back porch where Stella was standing.
“What have you been doing?” asked Stella, seeing the leaves scattered all over the back yard.
“I was trying to stop winter from coming,” said Autumn Elf. “I tried throwing the leaves up into the tree but they all just fell to the ground. Then I tried gluing the leaves to the tree but that was going to take forever.”
“Autumn Elf,” laughed Stella. “You can’t stop winter from coming. I can’t. Nobody can.”
“Really,” said Autumn Elf.
“Yes really,” said Stella.
Autumn Elf thought about what Stella said while he ate his dinner. He knew she was right and he did feel foolish for even trying to stop winter.
After dinner that evening, he went outside and raked up all the leaves and then he jumped into the big pile of them.
“I may as well enjoy the rest of the autumn season,” said Autumn Elf.
Stella saw what he was doing and she came out to join in on the fun.
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