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Friday, April 2, 2010

A Little Easter Story

While Big Bunny visited the garden, she wondered about Easter. What was Easter? She knew that today was very special. The family was happy. The children had eaten candy before breakfast. The kitchen smelled like hyacinths and pancakes. Big Bunny had shared a carrot with her hutchmate. After breakfast the family had put on special clothes and shoes which tapped on the kitchen floorboards. The man had pinned a corsage on his wife's spring coat, and the family had rushed out in a big flurry to get to church on time. Later she had heard squeals and laughter while the children hunted Easter eggs in the garden.


Now it was the quiet afternoon and the Easter egg hunt was over. Big Bunny was curious. What was Easter? She hoped to find some of the eggs. Maybe then she would know what Easter was all about. She looked here,


she looked there,


she looked everywhere.


She didn't find any Easter eggs, whatever they were,


but she found forsythia,


she found scilla,


and she found daffodils.


It all looked so good and smelled wonderful. Is that what Easter is? she wondered.


She wasn't ready to go in when she heard the girl calling her.


She hid for a moment, pretending to be a wild bunny.


But the girl called her encouragingly, and Big Bunny pricked up her ears. She couldn't resist that voice.


She hopped home.

The girl held her securely. The bunny's nose wiggled as she smelled the sugary girl. Was Easter the candy, the special breakfast, the pretty clothes? Was Easter the mysterious Easter eggs? Or was it something else, that something else which Big Bunny just barely sensed, the very cause of the whole celebration?

She still didn't know what Easter was, but she felt that it was something very special. It was the excitement in the family. It was the cool fresh air, the green things coming up everywhere in the garden, the flowers, which the people had waited so many months to see, and the feeling of the girl wrapping her arms around Big Bunny, holding her close in such a way that she knew she was loved.

Copyright 2010 Beth Curtin.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Easter Crafts from the Archives

There is still time to do some Easter crafts. Here are four special Easter tutorials from the Acorn Pies archives. You can find the links in the right-hand column.

How to Make a Pompom Bunny


How to Make a Mossy Felted Rock


How to Make a Tiny Willow Basket


Natural Egg Dyeing

The picture below is from my story, "The Easter Egg Hunt". To link to it, click on the title of this post or go to "Beth's Stories" in the right hand column.

Friday, April 10, 2009

The Easter Egg Hunt

The children gathered in the garden for the Easter Egg Hunt.


"Happy Easter, children," said Mother Owl. "There are lots of eggs for everybody, so please share. And I want to remind you, don't forget the little children. Leave some for them. Now choose a basket and go!"



The children scrambled for the baskets.


The Monkey Twins grabbed the biggest baskets they could carry.






The Pirate ran this way,



and Zibby ran that.




Little Theo didn't know which way to go. This was his first Easter Egg Hunt. Last year he had stood under his mother to watch, but now he was big enough.



He tried following Honeybunch for a little while. She was collecting pink eggs.



But he couldn't run as fast as she could.



He couldn't fly like Little Owl.



He couldn't sniff for food like Truffles,



or like Punkin.



He couldn't climb like Nibbles,



the Pirate,



Zibby,



or the Monkey Twins.



He just couldn't keep up.



But he kept looking. He looked here,



there,



and everywhere.




All of the sudden, Zibby squealed. She had found the golden egg.



Mugwort peeked over the wall to see.



The Easter Egg Hunt was over. The children all sat down on the grass to look at their eggs, all but Little Theo.


He hadn't found a single one. Worst of all, he felt left out. He stuck his head in some flowers and cried.



Zibby heard him.



"Come here," she said, gently scooping him up in her arms. "I'll share with you."



And then Zibby did a magnanimous thing. She gave Little Theo the golden egg.



Honeybunch gave him some pink eggs.



Then everyone wanted to give Little Theo some.



Everyone but the Monkey Twins, that is. They stayed as far away from the sharing as possible.



Theo was speechless with happiness. It was his first Easter Egg Hunt. He had the golden egg. And the children had not forgotten him.



Happy Easter!




Copyright 2009, Elizabeth F. Curtin