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Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Ian & Mac Stories - The Circus Comes To Town - Chapter 3


The loud roar of a tiger woke Ian and Mac up. "Och, itís going to be a lovely day," Mac said, rubbing his eyes. The sun was shining into the small trailer through an open window.

"Was that a tiger?" Ian said, jumping up from the floor. "Do you think itís loose?"

"Come on now, Ian. Todayís the big day when the circus starts. Weíve got our jobs to do. I heard Jock talking to the Circus Master and weíre in the midday show."

Ian pulled himself up and peered out of the window, just to make sure there was no tiger lurking about. "Funny thing; youíd never think that weíd have to worry about a tiger way up here in the highlands of Scotland," Ian chuckled.

"Donít worry. Itís in its cage. Weíd better have some breakfast before we do anything else. Itís going to be a busy morning," Mac suggested.

They left the trailer and ran over to Jockís tent. There was a huge pile of peanuts, still in their shells, sitting on the ground, not far from the entrance. "Ah, there you are, lads. Glad to see you made it. Eat up and then run over to see the costume lady and slip into your tutus," Jock said.

Ian and Mac cringed at thoughts of wearing those frilly outfits, but it was only for one show and these peanuts were delicious. As they gorged themselves on peanuts the two raccoons looked around the tent. A man was wheeling the cages in, including the tigerís. "Yikes, Mac! Thereís that vicious tiger over there. Please donít let him out, please donít," he pleaded to nobody in particular.

"Ian, will you stop worrying yourself. The tiger isnít getting out of the cage. Iím finished eating. Letís get over to the costume trailer and put on our frilly, pink tutus," Mac mocked.

They were soon inside the trailer, slipping into their costumes. "I feel like a fool in this. Imagine me, a raccoon, wearing something like this," Ian whined.

"Put it on and stop complaining," Mac said sternly. They paraded in front of the mirror, Mac making sure his tail was sticking out just right and Ian fluffed up his whiskers. "Weíre acting like a couple of girls," Mac laughed. "Look at us. Hee hee hee hee."

"I donít think its funny at all," Ian scowled. Mac shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the trailer. Ian ran to catch up with him. They were headed for the tent when a group of men whistled at them. "Did you hear that?" Ian said, embarrassed. "They whistled at us."

Mac shook his head and tried to ignore it.

"Ah, there you lads are. You," Jock said. Pointing to Mac, "go on over and start practicing with the ball and you," pointing to Ian, "come with me. Sheenaís waiting for you."

Ian followed Jock to the other tent. There stood Sheena, all dressed in a gorgeous red satin blanket. It was thrown over her back and a crown lay on her head. Jock left and headed back to Mac. "Look at you," Ian said, staring at the big elephant. "Youíre all dolled up."

"You donít look so bad yourself, Ian, or is it Ianna?" she chuckled.

"Enough of that," Ian scowled. What do we do now?"

"Climb up and work on your balancing and rolling. When weíve done that for a while, Iíll stand on my back legs and then weíll walk around the tent. You can climb on my back," Sheena explained the routine.

They spent the whole morning practicing, as did Mac. Just before the show, the raccoons met at the pile of peanuts. "Good luck, Ian," Mac said, patting him on the back.

"Same to you, Mac," he grumbled. "Weíre going to need it," and they headed off to the big tent for the show.


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