right<\/em>.<\/p>\nShe looked at the hole in the ceiling and the ruin surrounding her and knew that something needed to be done. This is my chance! People will read my story after I get done with this giant. She put her small fists on her slim hips and smiled at the hole. \u201cGiant!\u201d she called. \u201cYou just made a big mistake!\u201d<\/p>\n
Jenny raced down the basement stairs two at a time and was glad to find the goose there, sitting in her secret basement pen, with nary a feather ruffled. Jenny patted the little goose on the head and turned around when she heard an insistent ripple of string music. It was The Singing Harp, looking alarmed.<\/p>\n
\u201cJack\u2019s gone and something\u2019s wrong?\u201d the metal woman carved into the harp trilled in her poetic speech pattern.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes! A giant is dropping things on the house! He\u2019s after the goose!\u201d said Jenny, pointing at the goose.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll sing a song if things go wrong\u201d the harp said firmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cRight, that would be . . .\u00a0 helpful,\u201d said Jenny. \u201cDo you know where dad keeps the extra magic beans?\u201d<\/p>\n
The harp seemed to narrow her eyes, which was impossible as her eyes were carved into the golden metal.<\/p>\n
Jenny showed the instrument the note. \u201cWe\u2019re under Giant-Attack!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBehind the chair and under the stair,\u201d the harp said.<\/p>\n
Jenny looked over at the massive chair next to the basement steps. With a grunt, she pulled the heavy chair away from the wall. Sure enough, there was a tiny door inside a small cabinet set into the wall. She opened it and found one magic bean that her father had cut from the final and dying beanstalk years before. She grabbed it and ran back upstairs. The harp played some appropriately heroic and stirring music.<\/p>\n
Jenny ran upstairs and changed into her traveling clothes. A starched white long sleeve shirt, brown leather pants, and thick soled black boots. She loved the boots, they made her at least an inch taller, and every little bit helps when you\u2019re fighting a giant, she thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s time for me to kill a giant, I think,\u201d she said. \u201cIt\u2019s time to start climbing!\u201d<\/p>\n
She walked out into the backyard, scanning the sky for more falling objects, ready to dodge if she had to. She walked over to the stump and planted the bean next to it.<\/p>\n
Then she waited. Nothing happened at first. Then nothing happened at second, or third. She didn\u2019t like waiting, because it was giving her time to think about awful things like getting stepped on . . .\u00a0 or eaten.<\/p>\n
This might take a while, she thought. She began reciting nursery rhymes in her head. Her father jumped over the candlestick, Mother Hubbard looked in her cupboard, and the cow jumped over the moon several times in a row. Mom was scared by the spider who sat down beside her and mom and dad fell down while getting a pail of water. Dad still got headaches from that one now and then.<\/p>\n
Then she heard someone whistling a jolly happy song. Someone was coming! Someone to help me, maybe? Jenny caught a glimpse of yellow downy feathers, but right then a shadow appeared between them. It grew really fast, like a small black pond, and Jenny jumped backwards as a massive wheelbarrow fell from the sky and crushed the side of the house. There was a huge puff of dust and Jenny hung her head in despair.<\/p>\n
There goes the family room, she thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe sky is falling!\u201d shrieked a shrill voice.<\/p>\n
The yellow-feathered stranger was little Chicken Little, or as she preferred, Henny Penny.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe sky is falling!\u201d Henny Penny yelled again.<\/p>\n
And again.<\/p>\n
And again a few more times as she ran down the path. \u201cThe sky is falling\u2026\u201d her frantic cry receded and grew silent.<\/p>\n
Yes, I\u2019ll be fine now, she told herself. Dear sweet Henny Penny will get help! Wait a minute. Jenny felt her heart sink. Henny Penny would tell then that the sky is falling. And, like last time, nobody will listen.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m on my own.<\/p>\n
It was warm, and while she tried to stay awake, she soon drifted off into an uneasy sleep.<\/p>\n
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When not playing video games for work, being a stay-at-home parent, loving up my wife and caring for the house \u2013 I have a dream. My dream is to become a beloved Children\u2019s Book writer. Here\u2019s a sequel to Jack & the Beanstalk, my first book. PLEASE comment! I have a thick skin. I plan to post at least the first three chapters here\u2019s Chapter III: Signed: A Foe. So, here goes, this one is for the 6-12 year olds out there: \u2013 Andrew S.Bub (all rights reserved)<\/p>\n