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All the green toads were hurrying
by, doing things that green toads do.
Blue Toad was in his lily pad chair by his mushroom table, munchin'
french fries with mustard, and wondering what all the fuss could be
about. The music in his headphones spilled out to the surrounding
pond. He just couldn't help it. The opera was so beautiful. It
always made his heart sing with joy.
Blue Toad always tried to be like the green frogs, even though he
was blue. "Why couldn't I be green like everyone else" he mused? He
always tried so hard, but he couldn't swim fast, he loved to read
and listen to music and he didn't look at all like the other frogs.
Toad was a bit chunky, a bit short, had strange hiccups, and was
sprinkled with yellow sun spots. His Mother used to call them
frog-kissed freckles. And he liked to wear his yellow t-shirt that
Loki the toucan had given him to help cover all the spots. Loki had
found the shirt on a quiet beach during one of his travels and flew
all the way back to the pond with the shirt in his beak to give it
to ‘Toad’. Sadly every time Toad wore his treasured shirt all the
green frogs laughed at him. Life was so embarrassing and unfair
Blue Toad just couldn't seem to fit in the frog social circles, and
gawd how he hated flies, ( yukkkkkkk ). French fries were so much
better! And he loved the tangy flavor the yellow mustard added.
But Blue Toad had a worse frog sin, he loved to think. Thinking
always made his brain feel cool and stretchy. Many times he thought
about other things, wondrous things... He wondered what was on the
other side of the great pond, and why the sky was sooo blue, and why
the sand was sparkly white. But then he would always drift to the
thing that puzzled him most; why green toads didn't like him? And
why, oh why couldn't he be green?
‘Toad’ spent most of his days thinking, and drawing, and writing. He
wrote stories and rhymes about the other frogs, mostly to try to
understand them (and himself ). Other days he would dream of going
on an adventure across the great pond. He would lay on a warm flat
rock for hours and think about all the stories he had heard and
imagine exciting adventures. If only he could fly like Loki or his
dragonfly friends. Matiea sometimes spent hours explaining all the
rules of flying to 'Toad' and how the wind felt swhoosing past her
sun warmed wings.
Loki had told him about beaches, the
great blue oceans, how the water made big waves with white tips, and
the giant fishes. He so wished he could see them himself. But for
now he would just have to listen to the wonderful stories. Suddenly
Blue Toad was very lonely and longed with all his heart to see his
Blue Toad was so very miserable about being blue. Most days he
could distract himself but lately he had cried big, blue tears. Only
his dreams at night brought him peace. It was there in the quietness
he dreamed he was a green frog. But when he awoke from those dreams
he always had a bad stomach ache and his head hurt. And always, when
he awoke, he would still be blue!
Once he even tried to paint himself
green, but as soon as he jumped into the water the green all washed
away. Even Blue Toad thought this attempt a bit strange. But still
he kept trying.
One morning, Blue Toad awoke with a start after a long, fuzzy dream.
He couldn't quite remember what happened or what he was dreaming,
but he felt different, and he felt good! He had talked to the Queen
of the Elves to the South. Queen Isapriael was very beautiful and
wise. She told Blue Toad that one day he would understand everything
and he would live in peace. He didn’t believe her but he promised to
have faith and just believe in nature’s power to heal things.
After coming fully awake, a strange
thing happened. Blue Toad realized for the first time in his frog
life he felt total peace! His insides felt like the pond looked on a
quiet morning, when all the other frogs were asleep... still and
quiet and all silvery, perfect peace, no ripples. And now this
strange tingling feeling that was beginning to build inside his
heart made him want to dance all over the pond. It filled his
every pore and frog wrinkle.
He felt strong. He felt happy. He
loved everyone! And then he realized he was singing an Italian opera
to himself. Again he danced with delight on his little frog toes.
"Yippee" he shouted. And then, it all came to him in a flash,
flooding his mind and instantly making his universe orderly. He
would never be a green frog and it was okay. In fact, it was
"How amazing" he thought. He wasn't
at all sad. In fact he was smiling.
With amazing clarity, Blue Toad
realized he was in fact, " Blue Toad " as things had been ordained.
He was, as he was meant to be. “What a wonderful concept he mused. "
Oh thank goodness " he thought. And then he thought about other
things and sighed deeply with relief.
Now he could eat his french fries with mustard, wear his yellow neon
shirt and listen to his beautiful opera with a happy, happy heart.
He realized he was special and unique. He must immediately send a
message to Loki.
And someday, yes, someday for sure ...
Blue Toad would visit the other side of the great pond !