Lynn: Once upon a time there was a small green frog sitting on the pond.
Simon: Then a much larger frog came along.
Rae Mansfield: The much larger frog looked a little frog and said, “Hello, little sister.”
Linda Lau: The little frog was alarmed.
Lynn: Little frog didn’t know what to croak at first, and then, finally, he hopped away from that talk to another lily pad.
Simon: And said very timidly, “Please don’t call me sister.”
Rae Mansfield: “What would you like me to call you instead?”
Linda Lau: The little frog said, “I’d like you to call me George.”
Lynn: And the other frog asked, “Why George, of all things?”
Simon: Little frog said, “No particular reason, I just like that name.”
Rae Mansfield: “Or maybe it’s because I fight dragons.”
Linda Lau: The big frog’s eyes opened very, very wide and he looked at the little frog afraid.
Lynn: Little frog said, “You see many, many centuries ago my father was actually another George.”
Simon: “He also fought dragons and he was a saint.”
Rae Mansfield: “But then he was turned into a frog and never got turned back into a person so we’ve been many generations of frogs named George.”
Linda Lau: The big frog asked George the frog, “How do you like being a frog?”
Lynn: Little frog said, “I’ve been a frog so long, I wouldn’t know what else to do with myself and I love it here on the pond.”
Simon: “I am a little tired of a diet of insects, though.”
Rae Mansfield: “What do you think you’d like to eat instead?” said the big frog.
Linda Lau: “How about some vegetation?”
Lynn: “Oh, I don’t know about that. What sort of vegetation do you suggest? Are worms vegetation?”
Simon: “No, worms are what I have been eating and I could go for a nice Caesar salad.
Rae Mansfield: “What is a Caesar salad?” asked little frog.
Linda Lau: The big frog told an elaborate story to the little frog about how he had a Caesar salad at someone’s house before.
Lynn: And the little frog said, “I think you’re just full of baloney. I don’t believe a word you’re saying and I’m hopping away from you right now.
Simon: “That’s totally unfair, I have never eaten bologna.”
Rae Mansfield: The big frog stuck out his tongue and hit the little frog in the head with his tongue.
Linda Lau: Then he took him to the house where he had the Caesar salad.
Lynn: And threw the little frog into the salad and ate it all up.
Photo Credit: David Whelan, “A still frog stares from beneath the lily pads at the Red Fox trail head. (Finlayson Point Provincial Park),” 2016