Leo the Lonely Cobra

A couple of weeks ago I did a creative writing session with a group in the Summer Kids program in Bemidji, MN.  These little events are so much fun.  I begin with having them pick a character, give him/her/it a name and a serious problem to solve, then we build the story in a flurry of ideas generating from a dozen young minds.  The stories are always so different–and everybody swings into the fun.  So, since I had no time to write a mindful and uplifting creative post myself today, I decided to share their story with you.  When we finish a story, I often capture it myself and then send it to the group for them to illustrate.  I am expecting some illustrations soon.  What could be better than a cobra wedding?

Leo the Lonely Cobra by Matt’s Summer Kids Group

Leo was lonely.  He lived in the bottom of the Grand Canyon with his parents.  Leo was a two year old adult now and almost ten feet long—not long for a cobra.  It was time that he went out into the world to find a partner and to get into his life.  He went to his mother and father and said, “It is time for me to go now.  I will be leaving tomorrow and hope to find my mate.”

His mother and father were both proud of their only son and gave him permission to leave.

The next day Leo went snaking down the canyon in search of other cobras his age or in search of adventure.   He was excited to be out on his own at last.  The day passed pleasantly, but he had not seen another snake anywhere.  The he came near to the river and he saw a small mouse on its back, its feet kicking into the air.  Nearby was a grinning black scorpion.

Leo’s first thought when he saw the mouse was, “Yum, breakfast.”  But when he looked at how the poor creature was suffering—and the nasty grin on the black scorpion’s face, he hissed at the scorpion and it skittered away.  He went to the mouse and said, “Are you okay?”

The mouse had tears in its eyes.  “No.  That scorpion stung me, and if I don’t get to the cold water in the river, I may die.”  The mouse knew that normally a cobra would eat him up in a minute, but there was nothing he could do.  He was too weak to run away.  The young cobra was watching him.  “My name is Pippen.  What is yours?”

“My name is Leo.  Here, we are very close to the river.  Let me push you to the water.”

Now Leo had no idea that high up on a rock ledge above the river, a beautiful young girl cobra  named Abigail was watching him.  She had expected the young male cobra to toss that mouse into his mouth and swallow him, but here he was pushing the poor injured creature toward the water inch by inch.  It touched something in her heart, and she knew from watching this, that he was the man for her.  Abigail was a pretty cobra with just a touch of red lipstick and blusher.  She had many young men who wanted to marry her, but she had been waiting for just the right one.  Now she had found him.

Leo finally managed to get Pippin to the edge of the water where he could soak his aching body in the cold water to stop the venom from killing him.  Pippin was so grateful that he told Leo, “If there is ever anything I can do for you, just let me know.  I’m always around.”

Leo raised his head up from the ground and nodded.  Just then, he saw a pretty girl snake winding her way off a rocky edge.  She was coming right toward him.  “Hello, he said.”

Abigail waved her cobra head and said, “Hello back.  That was sweet what you just did for that little wounded mouse.  I like a man who can be kind.”

Leo felt suddenly shy.  “Aw, it was nothing.”

Abigail and Leo left the mouse cooling in the river, and together they traveled further down the canyon.  In the first hour Leo knew that he had found what he was looking for.  He coiled himself up and turned his head toward her.  “Will you marry me?” he asked.

Abigail laughed a pretty laugh and said, “I will.”

Just a few months later their parents and all of their friends gathered together on the edge of the river where they had first met and watched as Leo and Abigail became husband and wife.  All around them the Grand Canyon walls seemed to shimmer in the summer sun.  A tiny mouse named Pippin was there acting as both the ring bearer and the best man.  Abigail looked beautiful with a veil surrounding her head, but Leo had no arms to fill his tuxedo, so the sleeves flopped a bit.  But, all in all, they were a beautiful couple and lived happily ever after.

Even during the wedding Abigail’s head was filled with images of dozens of baby snakes hissing and playing around them.  Leo had the same thought—and it made him just the tiniest bit nervous.  He wanted to find his mate—but perhaps he had found more than he was looking for.  He hoped he was ready.


Share on Facebook

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *