A Squirrel Named Bob

By Sheena Corcoran

 

As the gentle breeze went past the lush field, making the grass wave, a courageous, clever squirrel ran past the gorgeous, smelly flower forest. This squirrel was not normal compared to other squirrels, no. This squirrel was smarter than all the other creatures in his forest, let alone all the other squirrels, yet he still couldn’t talk. Rumours say he still walks the Earth today, so sit back as we uncover the mysteries ahead of a tale about this squirrel called Bob.

It was a lovely day out, the sun was shining, and so Bob decided to take a walk. As he strolled past his friends’ houses, he started to think about entering the Forbidden Wood. That wood had danger written all over it. Anything that entered never came back out, that was, unless you were a human. As soon as he thought about this, shivers went down his spine, but so many questions were just waiting to be answered.

It turned from day to night before Bob realised it had got dark, so he turned back and headed for home. He scuttled past the danger zone of the Forbidden Wood, which looked very spooky. When he got back home to his tree, he climbed up, and, in a matter of seconds, he was asleep. 

About three hours later, Bob woke up after a horrible dream. He dreamt of such awful things most nights. This dream was about going into the Forbidden Wood. When he entered the forest, in his dreams, he heard the howl of the wolf, the rustling of leaves, and then all of the trees came alive and held each other’s branches like hands. They soon started chanting.

“You will not leave ever!”

He woke up shaking with fear, and decided a stroll would be a good way to calm down.

This time, though, he passed his friends’ trees, saw the wood, and thought, could I? No. He carried on, but all he could think about was that forest. It went back and forth in his mind until he returned soon after. He had gained enough courage to go in, but before he went in, he buried his acorn in case he didn’t return.

What he found in that forest was devastating. He found not living trees, but humans with axes. The men were there for one reason, to chop down hundreds of trees, killing both the trees and the animals who had lived there. He sat there every night he came and observed. The next night, when he went in, he went up to a man and spoke to him with a squirrel translator. Bob spoke of deforestation, and what could happen if we didn’t do anything about it.

The man said, “yeah, right,” and chopped another tree down.

Bob’s family came in like ninjas and said, “oh no you don’t!” and got the Wicked Witch Who Lives In The Swamp to cast a spell so not another tree within one hundred miles could be chopped down.