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Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
P.U! Onion Breath

Skylar was a hungry sheep. She could never get enough to eat. All the vegetation that once grew around the worn, standing stones was gone. There were no more grasses, no more clusters of flowers, no rye, no oats, no barley, and no more clover. Skylar had eaten it all.

The sheep walked through the meadow searching for something to nibble on, but there just wasnít anything left. As she gazed at the loch on the other side of the glen, Skylar noticed a patch of green out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to see what it was.

It looked nice and green and she could tell something was growing. Maybe there were some ripe, juicy strawberries, or some plump, purple grapes, or even some succulent, delicious melons. "Yummy," she said and trotted over there. She looked down to see what plants were growing in the garden. What were they? She didnít know. She lowered her head to sniff them. It was the most unusual smell. It wasnít a sweet smell, like fruit. It didnít smell like a cucumber, a carrot, or a juicy tomato.

She nibbled hesitantly, at the leaves. "Yummy," she said, smiling. "This tastes good." Skylar ate the entire stem and all the leaves, and then tugged at the root. A fat, white, fleshy leek came out of the ground. She nudged the dirt off with her nose, and then gobbled it down. "Yummy," she gulped. She ate every leek in the garden.

The garden happened to belong to Mrs. MacNeep. She wouldnít be happy if she saw Skylar eating all her vegetables.

In the rows next to the leeks, were some similar smelling onions. After sheíd eaten the leaves, Skylar again tugged at the root. She pulled out another white, round and bulbous vegetable. She gobbled it down. "Yummy. This is good too," she mumbled as she chomped on the onion. She then ate every onion in the garden.

When she finished eating, she felt full. Her tummy hung down low, near the ground. It was filled with onions and leeks. As she walked, it wobbled back and forth. Skylar didnít feel so good. She was too full. She wanted a drink of water.

She walked and walked and walked and soon spotted Sinclair, another sheep, lapping water from the river. Skylar was happy to see more trees and grasses and water. As she neared, she lifted his head and sniffed the air. She made a scowl on her face. "What is that smell? P.U!" she uttered. When she came and stood next to her and opened her mouth to get a drink of water, her onion breath came rushing out. Sinclair grunted, tossed her head back and forth and ran away. Skylar watched as Sinclair darted up the riverbank and off into the desert. She wondered why sheíd left so quickly. She lowered her head and drank some more of the refreshing water from the deep, blue river.

P.U! Onion Breath

When she was finished drinking, she laid down in the reeds that were growing along the muddy bank. She lay there quietly, listening to the gently flowing water. Sally, the fox, came down to the river for a drink. After a few laps of water, she lifted her head and started sniffing the air. "What is that horrible smell? P.U.!" She looked around and saw Skylar lying in the reeds. Still sniffing, Sally moved closer to Skylar. Suddenly the sheep yawned. Her horrid onion and leek breath rushed from her mouth, enveloping the fox. Sally let out a wild howl, ran around in circles like she was chasing her tail, then dashed up the riverbank into the woods.

Skylar wondered why Sally had acted that way. What had made her run away like that? Unable to think of an answer to her question, she stood up, stretched her legs and waddled over to an oak tree. She had an itch on her back and leaned towards the huge trunk. She moved herself up and down. It felt so good as she scratched herself.

Martin, a lizard, stood watching Skylar, smiling because she looked so funny. He ran over to just a few feet away from her. Skylar chose that moment to let out a long sigh. Martinís eyes began to water. "What is that horrid smell? P.U.!" Skylar sighed again and her rotten onion and leek breath came rushing out of her mouth. Martin rolled onto his back. His tail stood straight up in the air. His flickering tongue darted in and out of his mouth. He jumped up and ran down the muddy bank of the river and hid in the tall grass.

Skylar quizzically watched Martinís behavior. What was going on? Why were all the animals acting so strange? She walked around the oak for a few steps and saw a large wooden bowl lying on a hollow tree stump. She wondered if there was any food in it and picked it up. It was on her face. She breathed into the bowl and suddenly realized why all the other animals had run away. "P.U.! My breath is horrid!" she said, dropping the bowl into the dirt. It all made sense now. She knew what she had to do. She sauntered over to a bush and nibbled on some mint. She munched on it for a long time.

When Frederick, the bull, strode by, Skylar let out a huge yawn. Nuri didnít react at all. She didnít sniff the air, she didnít shake her head, and she didnít run around in circles or fall on her back. Skylar smiled. From then on, whenever she ate onions or leeks, she would always head to the mint bush to freshen her breath.

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