Where Volcanoes Came From

A very long time ago, people wanted volcanoes close by and there was only lots and lots of mountains. There were two men and one had a carving knife and the other had a lighter.

So, one nice spring morning, they set off and they walked and walked and walked and then they started running and they ran on concrete and on dirt and…. on grass and…. on roads. They ran through yards and through flowers. They ran as fast as they could.

At last they reached the mountains. The one who had the carving knife carved a hole in the top of the mountain and the person who had a lighter lit a fire inside. And they had made a volcano!

And then they made another one and another one and another one. And they had lots of volcanoes.

And these people died when the dinosaurs died.

Pause…

Mummy, I like dinosaurs.

Story told by Ben tonight at the dinner table, after we a discussion about Mount St. Helen’s. Paraphrased somewhat because I didn’t write it down the first time he told it, and when I asked him to repeat it there were some variations. But most of the phrasing is really his, in one of his tellings.

1 Comment »

  1. Granny and Granda said,

    April 14, 2008 @ 12:47 am

    He has a great imagination but then we knew that already. He is an amazing kid but then we knew that too.

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