
“See the nose?” Michael said, pointing at the distant pointed mountain.
Brodie nodded.
“Remember the rhyme?” Michael asked.
Brodie shook his head.
Michael crossed his arms, all know-it-all like, and recited,”‘If anyone goes, in the giant’s nose, he’ll decompose.’ That means he’ll rot. We don’t want to go there.”
Brodie’s eyes were big and somber. He pointed at the two small mountains, and held up his hands in a questioning way.
“Those are the Frog’s Eyes,” Michael told Brodie. “There’s a rhyme about them, too — ‘The Frog’s Eyes hide a prize. A good disguise is advised.’ Did you bring a disguise?”
Brodie held open his rucksack and showed him some bandanas and hats.
“They’ll have to do,” Michael said, and shrugged. “Okay, now first — ‘Follow the path around the lake; whatever you do, don’t make a mistake.'”
Michael led the way, his eyes down, focusing on keeping to the wide trail. Brodie lagged behind, looking at the mountains that were growing closer. Unfortunately, the Giant’s Nose was looming nearer, while the Frog’s Eyes were not.
Finally, Brodie ran and tugged Michael’s sleeve. He pointed at the Giant’s Nose. He pointed at the Frog’s Eyes. He pointed at the trail and drew a line with his hand indicating that the trail was leading to the wrong mountain.
Michael frowned. “Did we make a mistake? We followed the path!”
Brodie pointed to a boulder ahead. These words were etched into it:
“Beware following words that rhyme.
They are wrong half the time.”
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So funny and so clever. I can see the Giant’s nose but the frog’s eyes are eluding me.
What if I had called the two mountains “The Bosom” — Could you see them then?
Oh, I see now. The Giant is obviously a reclining woman. π
That would workπ
Near me, there’s a mountain (large hill) called the Sleeping Lion. To me, it looks like a sleeping elephant. There’s also one called Vromann’s Nose. It looks like a nose.
Some landmark names are obvious; others require a lot of squinting and imagination.
Excellent twist!!
LOL
On behalf of those of us hailing from Y Chromia, the image-tropism* my compadre Doug illustrates is easier to spot. lol
* not a ‘real’ -tropism I think
I love this, Sally.
The rhymes are clever and funny and the message made me laugh!
This is wonderful, Sally.
A delightful piece of nonsense that raises a big smile!
(And I say ‘nonsense’ with the greatest of respect. Nonsense, like Edward Lear’s Book of Nonsense. Or yes, Dr Seuss.)
I’m so glad you’ve started writing again.
Really fun story! Giant’s Nose and Frog’s Eyes are great place names.
LOL…fun story.
Adorable adventure! π
Well written. In northern Ontario is a place called the Sleeping Giant.