One Easter…
Hi, I’m Easter Jolie. I’m here to tell you about this special Easter we had. Hop along with me to where it started. Hippetty-hop, hippetty-hop.
Well, here we are. This is where my famous ancestor was born. His name is Peter Flappy-ear.
One Easter, there weren’t enough Easter eggs. Nobody wanted to help with the problem, so the head chicken said who ever found a solution would be rewarded in some way.
At that time Peter was as young as I am now. He didn’t have much priviledges. He couldn’t go any farther than over the hill alone.
One day he was walking over the hill to pick berries when he saw a very funny looking squirrel. Peter followed it over to a tree. The squirrel went in the tree. A little while later he came out with an egg. Then a bird went in. It, too, came out with an egg.
When Peter returned home, his new rabbit-sitter asked him what took so long. He didn’t answer so she asked if he saw a weird looking tree. She must’ve knew about the tree because when he said yes, she sent him to bed for being beyond the other side of the hill. Peter suspected that she knew something about the eggs so he didn’t say anything to anyone about them.
The next morning he got up early. Fortunately, he got up just before his rabbit-sitter left; acting strange. She looked like she was in a hurry and acted nervous. She also reminded Peter over and over to stay home.
Of course, after she left he followed. A little ways over the hill he stopped. He told his mother and father she didn’t look good before they left on the trip. He was right. She was digging in the tree. Peter thought she might see him so he ran home. When he got home he wrote a letter to his mother and father telling what happened.
A couple days later, his parents came home. They looked worried. He could tell they recieved the letter and came home as fast as they could.
They took off and caught the egg-snatcher. While Peter’s parents took him to the police, Peter went out by the tree and found not only the eggs that were missing, but a couple chickens were stashed in an old box farther in the woods.
When the head chicken asked what he wanted for a reward, Peter said he wanted to be known every Easter. That’s how the Easter Bunny was invented.
Yep. That’s how it happened. This is Easter Jolie signing off.
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