Godmother

Have you ever heard about the godmother? Not the fairy godmother that your parents tell you about. No. The godmother. She watches over beasts, humans, plants and atmosphere.
They say she is the most beautiful being there is, she teaches you a lesson and you are to do with that information as you please. If you wonder off your path she will not run after you, not because she doesn't care but because she does.
She will wait for you to realize what you have done and then she will pick you up and wipe the dust off your knees.

Just lie what happened in Tommy's story. Tommy had been through a lot, his mom died when he was younger and his dad often has many woman in and out of his house. Tommy never really had friends and he like to keep to himself. The small group of friends he did have weren't the best friends. They often encouraged tommy to drink and do bad things. But everything changed whe. Tommy was walking home from school and came across a cottage in the middle if the Forrest. This cottage was small and looked quite lonely, the walls were covered in ivy leaves and the oath was over grown but tommy did care. He started pulling away a path to the neat cottage door. It had been worn with age and wasn't locked when tommy tried to open it, this didn't surprise him.

So when he went in and everything in the cottage was dust free and neat, he started it back away. Tommy got quite frightened and turned to leave but there was a woman behind him. She was tall, plump and has the longest most beautiful hair tommy had ever seen. 'Hi. I'm sorry. Uh... I didn't know anyone lived here.. Please... Uhm..." Tommy muttered into the ground. The woman didn't bundle, she just looked tommy over and held a hand out to him. "Uhm.." Tommy looked at her hand, shifted on his feet and finally took it. She walked him over to the chair and gave him peach tea with a muffin. "There my child,meat up. You look like a sack of bones. Now what if your name?" Tommy looked up and muttered his name under his breath. "Now child. Speak up." "Tommy, my name is tommy."
"Uh yes. Well my name is Mary Anne but yo May calk me Mary or the godmother. If you have never heard of me child I suggest you sit still and listen." And so the godmother told tommy all about her duties and that she served The Lord and everything he had created. Once she finished tommy had fallen asleep. The godmother looked at him and spoke to herself under her breath while cleaning up. "Yes my dear, you will do. You will do just fine. All shall be well soon. Don't you worry little boy. All will be well"

The next morning tommy woke in his bed, confused he looked around. How did I get home? Was his first thought.
He didn't bother to wait around and think of the answer, he jumped up and got dressed and ran to the woods in Sarah of the small cottage.
When he finally found it he couldn't wait to knock or try clear a path, he went straight inside to find the godmother sitting in a chair talking to a squirrel. Who ran away when he saw tommy coming. "Boy your back. Sit.mi was expecting you. You have much to learn young soul." Tommy sat and waited for the lady to begin teaching him what he desired to learn. He had never felt so right about something or so safe before.

Weeks after tommy had learnt all he could from the godmother tommy started helping her with the birds and beasts and soon Moved on to plants and oceans. Tommy no longer spent time with those friends of his but with his father. The Lord.

Everything in Tommy's life had changed and years went by tommy grew into a fine young man and he was getting ready to take over the godmothers place when Tommy's father died and all he had learned he lost in those few moments.

Tommy soon went back to his old habits and began to drink and steal. The godmother no longer appeared to him and the animals wouldn't go near him either. All the plants he touched died and he liked it that way.
 Tommy's life carried on like this, alone and blurred until one day he woke up from a dream. One that had reminded him of the godmother. He immediately jumped up and ran off into the woods in search of the overgrown cottage but he could not find it. He repeated this journey everyday for two weeks and on his last day he decided that it had gone and he'd give up the search. Funny enough at that moment tommy tripped over a book. He recognized it as the boom Mary had read to him from. All the lessons he'd learned about The Lord in that book. He plucked it up and went to a nearby tree stump and began to read and meditate on each page. Years went by and the animals started to come back to him, the plants no longer died at his touch and the oceans befriended him. Tommy then knew he was not alone,he had never been alone. The godmother was with him the whole time and he'd just chosen to ignore it.

Tommy rejoiced in the fact that he had found his true mother and father.

The frog

Do you know why frogs have such long tongs and such s
Small eyes?" Grandma asked as she tucked Americana into her bed.
"No gammy. Why?" She eagerly replied grabbing hold of her grandmothers wrinkled hand that had been stretched with age, hard work and years of caring.
" he never used to look like that you know. It was a very very long time ago. Back when technology was a dreamers dream. Back when people used blades and shields to fend off the monsters in the dark. Back when everything was about pride and honor. When wild horses roamed free and happy. There was an animal. Mighty, strong, stubborn and selfless. They were the mighty frogs of the valley Lou. With strong long lean legs and claws, they were the most beautiful sight and they themselves knew it. And this made them hated by most. '
'Every frog had long black hair as dark as night and skin as white as snow, eyes as green as swamps. all except one frog who was born with eyes as white as satin silk. His name was wastaru. Wastaru was born into a poor family and fended mainly for himself. Everyone picked on him because he was different to others. They called him terrible names and made him feel unwanted. his family said he brought shame to them and they hadn't wanted him. THey accused him of being evil. Wastaru grew lonely and sad and ran away. He went the only place he felt safe, into the dark woods. There he came across deer and owls who told him many tales of warriors.

Wastaru lived with the owls for a few years until he grew into his adult years. Eventually the owls told him it was time for him to move out and make his way into the world. Make a name for himself.

And so he did, wastaru left the owls and moved to a small village in a town. "

" what happened after that gramma?"

" he lived in peace for years until one day a messenger came to his house. This messenger was a frog. One he had known as a kid and one who had bullied him. Wastaru looked at Kamyo and asked what Kamyo was doing at his doorstep why she had disturbed his peace. Kamyo told him that the valley Lou was in serious trouble, all the selfishness and vanity had caught up with them and one of the elders had said that they needed a pure soul to give them all peace. Wastaru shrugged and told Kamyo to leave. 'The people never treated me right. Why should I help you.'
Wastaru knew this was wrong of him and he should not turn Kamyo down. He knew it was wrong because you should never turn one in need out.
Kamyo then took his leave.

Wastaru lay awake for that night and the fort night. He sat in his garden chair for days on end pondering the decision and finally he decided. He said goodbye to his home and bade his leave.

Wastaru came across his old family of owls and stayed a night with them, he told them about his home town and the next morn he left to continue his journey.

It took Wastaru a week to get to valley Lou and finally when he arrived no body was there. Wastaru went from house to house looking for the familiar haunting faces of his past but there were non.
But, wastaru needn't wonder long for he found what he was looking for, and that was a sign. Not the sign he wanted but a sign. A great big owl stood before him. Wastaru had never met this owl but he remembered his caretaker tell him about it in his teen years.

"Wastaru come here." The owl said beckoning him with his wing. Giant golden feathers shone like the sun in the morning light. Wastaru walked up to the owl and bowed. "Oh great big owl. How can I be of service. What has happened to my old childhood home."
The owl looked at wastaru very closely with his beady eyes. Wastaru grew sleepy and fell into a black pit.

Light quickly shone into his realm and he was now looking up at this owl.
" wastaru, you have caused great havoc Upon your home.  Kamyo came to seek for help, for the only pure soul left. And you told her to leave. Because I see no pure soul anymore I condem you and your children's children to look like a green beast. Small enough to hide behind a rock but big enough to be seen. You will live off insects and your children will be born fish and go thru a painful transformation to become like you. You shall no longer have words but a screeching croak. You will never have a friend for being so selfless." And with that the owl left. Leaving wastaru alone with his wrecked home. He knew he had taken to long and was so ashamed he couldn't go back to his small home in the small village. So we went to the barren swamps and that's where he lived until time caught up with him. His children blamed and punished him by casting him out. Wastaru lived the rest of his life in shame. He knew that to forgive was to move on and be happy.