I, Sophie, am about to tell you one story told by two people (animals).
First Cheetah’s perspective then Jaguar’s.
Cheetah’s Perspective:
One day when Cheetah was at recess, he realized it was the 29th Annual Race Day. He decided to race. Roadrunner, who had won five years straight, was in front. Cheetah ran to the front of the line next to Roadrunner. “I bet you five dollars you can’t beat me,” laughed Roadrunner. Cheetah didn’t say anything in reply.
“ON YOUR MARK. . . GET SET. . . GOOOOOO!” shouted Mr. Toad. They were off! Roadrunner was in the lead. Soon Cheetah was next to him again! Cheetah started to pull ahead.
“NNOO!” screamed Roadrunner. Roadrunner started to catch up! Just then, Cheetah stepped on a thorn. “OUCH!” Then it felt better immediately. Suddenly Cheetah ran faster and faster until he was going two-hundred miles per hour and he shot on toward the finish line. He crossed the finish line. The animals watching went wild!
After Roadrunner finished, he stomped over to Cheetah, “Here’s your five dollars, Cheetah.” “Thank you! I’m sorry you didn’t win.” Roadrunner ignored him.
When he got home, he saw Mama Cheetah and Mama Jaguar. Mama Jaguar was crying.
“What’s wrong?” Cheetah asked.
“Baby Jaguar’s gone!” she sobbed.
“That’s so terrible!” Cheetah said sympathetically.
Later that night (around midnight) Cheetah went to find Baby Jaguar. Jaguar had always said “I’m going to see Pennsylvania.” So he headed toward New York.
Baby Jaguar was only three years old.
After running (with his super speed) from Maine to Massachusetts he stopped to rest. After resting he continued toward New York.
When he arrived he thought, I will rest in an alley. Suddenly, he saw a truck driving straight at a bus full of PEOPLE. Cheetah jumped into action. He ran toward the bus and he. . . . threw it over the city.
People screamed, babies cried, and others stood open mouthed. Cheetah ran faster and faster and faster until he too was flying. He landed right underneath the bus and CAUGHT IT!
After the commotion was over he decided in the morning he continued on his journey. “Where will I look?” he wondered. Then he remembered “Great Jungle!” He picked up his speed while flying.
He arrived to the sound of a baby animal crying for his mommy. Cheetah came into the clearing. He saw a baby jaguar.
“Baby Jaguar!” Cheetah shouted.
“CHEETAH!” screamed Baby Jaguar tacking Cheetah in a GIGANTIC bear hug.
“Get on my back, we’re flying home.”
“O.K.” and they flew home.
Now I will tell Jaguar’s perspective:
“MUMMY!” shouted Baby Jaguar.
“What?” asked Mama Jaguar running into the room.
“I’m going to Great Jungle!” he said happily while splashing around in the bathtub full of bubbles.
“No,” answered his mother.
“Whatever,” he told his mother.
Later that night, Baby J (Baby Jaguar) grabbed some food and left. He ran to the airport which was only two miles away.
He jumped into an open suitcase. All of the people on the plane flew to New York. Most of the people got off at New York, and some stayed to go to Virginia. He jumped out of the suitcase. After many hours of running, he reached the train station.
He jumped in a bag that happened to belong to somebody named Mrs. Stuart’s suitcase.
“ALL ABOARD!” called the train’s conductor.
After a while Baby Jaguar fell asleep.
When the train stopped in Pennsylvania, he was still asleep. (Mrs. Stuart never zipped up her bags and ALWAYS swung her bag in a circle.) Mrs. Stuart grabbed her bag and started swinging it. Baby Jaguar fell out and landed on his bottom. Mrs. Stuart saw Baby Jaguar and screamed “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” She stopped screaming, sneezed, then kept screaming “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” She grabbed a broom from the janitor who was walking by. Mrs. Stuart started chasing him and whacking the ground trying to hit Baby Jaguar. And all the while was screaming, “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”
...to be continued
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