By 3rd Grade Students at Amy Imai Elementary
May 2022
The dragon guarded his cave. Buba the hunter-dude watched. He was determined to find out what was in the cave and capture it.
He’d seen the dragon a few times before. The dragon was as huge as a house, and he was neon yellow. He had mustard green wings and purple pimples covered half of his face. Buba thought the dragon would feel like polished gold, but he’d never actually touched him. The one time he tried, a honking pig came and knocked him over. He fell back fifteen feet.
He didn’t like the dragon’s strong copper odor. He also didn’t like the noise the dragon made. He was a shrieker. He shrieked like a little girl, so loud that he often woke up Buba when he was trying to sleep. The shrieking was the reason Buba had investigated. He wanted to find the screecher and get him to stop.
Recently, there has been a new noise in the morning. Aieeee. Aieeee. A whining shriek that happened over and over while Buba was waking up. Both were really annoying sounds, and they bothered Buba.
The dragon started chewing on a wild chicken. Gross! Buba had never liked the taste. For him, it was like eating soap.
Buba waited till the dragon fell asleep that night. In the dark, he climbed to the top of the cave and rappelled down through the hole there. As soon as he landed in the cave, something started to make that aieee whining noise.
It was a baby dragon! It leaped at him and bit his nose.
The dad-dragon woke up and started shrieking. He punched through the wall of the cave to get to his baby. In dragonese, he shrieked “Gorba Yuba!” Buba wasn’t sure what that meant, but suddenly the walls started to crumble.
“Avalanche!” Buba cried.
The dragon swooped up his baby, and they escaped the falling rocks. So did Buba.
He followed them. They were moving fast, but he was swift too. Soon they arrived at a grocery store — a dragon store. Buba snuck in after the dragons. When he found them, he passed them a note. Since dragons don’t have a written language, they use English when they are communicating via note.
Buba’s note said, “If you distract them, I’ll steal everything.” The dragons started doing backflips — over and over. Buba had decided that he should help them because there was a baby dragon, and babies always needed help. He thought he might become a dragon expert and join a dragon museum as a researcher.
Meanwhile, he kept throwing items into his backpack for the dragons. He thought cereal and milk would be a good idea for the baby. Cheetos too.
Suddenly, a frog hopped out of his backpack. The neon yellow dragon shrieked. The baby dragon aieeed. Buba startled.
The daddy-dragon wrote in large letters, “Get rid of the frog. It’s scary!”
Buba ran after the frog who hop hop hopped right onto his face. The frog burped. The frog barfed. Buba shrieked like a dragon.
He did not catch the frog who hop hop hopped away.
Weirdly, Buba had new feelings for the frog. “I want to marry you,” he said.
The frog thought, Okay.
They went to kiss.
Suddenly, a pig barreled at them. Not just any pig, but Buba’s nemesis pig. This time, the pig knocked both Buba and the frog fifteen feet apart.
The frog hopped away.
The wedding was off.
The End.
Click here for another great Dragon story…
To find out more about my writers’ workshops, click here.