“I am so happy today,” said Annie Leprechaun, waking up. “It is St. Patrick’s Day.”
Annie was a leprechaun. It was rare to find a girl leprechaun but Annie was just as much of a leprechaun as any male leprechaun could be.
Annie went downstairs into the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee with a drop of mint extract in it. As she took a sip of her coffee, she looked out the window and almost dropped the cup of coffee onto the floor.
“Oh no!” screamed Annie. “This is not happening!”
Annie saw two feet of snow on the ground.
“What is wrong?” asked Annie’s father, Grand Old Leprechaun.
“Look at the snow!” cried Annie. “It is St. Patrick’s Day. It isn’t supposed to snow.”
“You know,” said Grand Old Leprechaun. “We cannot control the weather so, there is no sense in getting upset.”
“I suppose,” said Annie. “However, I was looking forward to it being warm and there being green grass.”
“I know,” said Grand Old Leprechaun. “I was too. I do have an idea though.”
Grand Old Leprechaun went into the kitchen and got a bottle of green food colouring. He then went outside and painted the snow with it.
“Oh thank you,” said Annie, smiling, as she looked at the green coloured snow. “Now it looks like St. Patrick’s Day.”
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