‘giraffe no.4, leopard prints, another letter’

giraffe in!

there is a saying from moons ago, and it goes like this. there are seven giraffes. the first one has brains, and then there are six others. which has the happiest life? it is giraffe no.4.

why? no one of giraffe kind nose. our stories are passed down from old giraffe to new giraffe, and sometimes new giraffe loses the story so we don’t know all of it. then sometimes other giraffes shout at that new giraffe. but i like that each giraffe can put their own beliefs into the story. what do i believe? i just want to be giraffe no.4…

i have been bani-shed for a long time now. i don’t know where to go. at first i was upset so i tried to sneak back into the village. then one of the guards saw me and said i couldn’t cross this line which he made with sticks. so when he wasn’t looking i started nudging the sticks closer to the village with my legs, making sure i was behind the stick line. it took a long time but when i had nearly reached the village he got suspicious and turned his head around suddenly and saw me kick them. i didn’t like what he did next. but it made me angry so  later when all the giraffes were sleeping i tippy-toed back into the village and went to the museum hut because there are no giraffes there at night. it has a famous painting, it’s called the ‘leopard print’. so i stole it.  it’s famous because it has a drawing of a happy, smiling leopard in a bed of flowers. he is smiling but some think he’s actually sad. but i’m pretty sure he’s happy. i feel bad about stealing it now. it’s heavy too.

i tell you this because i saw the bird that gave me a letter before. i think it was him anyway. he was wearing a hat which said ‘post’ on it. i don’t know where he got it from, it was too big for him. it covered his whole body and when he shouted ‘LETTER’ it sounded all muffled and it sounded like he was saying ‘leopard’. silly bird. i laughed at him because when he tried to fly away he couldn’t see, so he bumped into a tree. but then i was sad because after that he flew straight into my head.

after my head stopped hurting i started to read the letter he gave me, but then i thought, i really hope that silly bird didn’t say ‘leopard’.

giraffe out!

‘being a shed, toys r us, aunt hiding’

giraffe in!

so they found me, and they said i was bani-shed. i didn’t even know what bani-shed meant until my memory reminded me i had once red a book about an olde giraffe with a really big white fan around his neck, and a moustache. i didn’t even know a giraffe could grow a moustache until this book. well anyway this book wasn’t very good because it would always talk in riddles, and sometimes the words would end with shed, like fini-shed, and bani-shed, and bamboo-shed. i don’t know why this book liked sheds so much.

anyway they found me hiding under my aunt, and i’m almost glad they did because my aunt kept moving away complaining that her leg itched but i think it is because she wouldn’t take her warmers off. i was also almost glad because i’m not as small as i used to be so getting under her wasn’t easy. but once they saw where i was they weren’t very nice to me, they said it’s time i became a giraffe and they sent me away never to return to my village and family again. they said they would explain in time but i was very sad. i still feel a bit sad.

i don’t know how long i’ve been walking away now but a funny thing keeps happening around this time of year. all types of animals keep coming up to me and asking me for presents. one wildebeest came up to me a couple of weeks ago and said ‘toys r us giraffe?’. i didn’t know what he was talking about. he then said ‘give me a present then!’. i said i didn’t have a present, and even if i didn’t i wouldn’t give it to a rude wildebeest. he then got his friend wildebeest and they shouted at me to make a present, so i made them a model of a wildebeest made out of dry branches i found on the sand. i thought it was really good but they said it was the worst present they had ever had. if i could i would make all wildebeest bani-shed.

will write again when i can…

giraffe out!