The Happening

A short fairy-tale about a nutcracker, a flowerbird, an owl and a rose

There was a class of 7  members, 3 women and 4 men. Your narrator wont tell you any names, otherwise your lovely narrator could be killed one morning on her way to the postbox... 

The streets between the houses were dark. A white close mist enclosed the buildings with its white bulgy arms. A dark bastard of a spring-morning... 

In the mist were some lights to see. The lights of a classroom were shining through it... 

Every day was a loud day. So much noise in the room. The noise mostly came from the nutcracker and the raccoon. the room was full of agitation and it was always very loud. All people, mostly the raccoon and the nutcracker chatted with each other. 

One day, the nutcracker had one of his childish minutes and wanted to put his pencil in the ear of the flowerbird. The flowerbird tweeted him, that he has to stop such stupid jokes! On that day the nutcracker stopped to talk to her. He started ignoring the flowerbird. 

Two weeks later, the classmates had to change their seat-places. The nutcracker sit between the owl and the rose. In front of him was the flowerbird. 

When they had to have a conversation about health care the nutcracker got angry because of a misunderstanding. He didn't talk with the rose anymore and ignored her perfectly! She didn't min. On the day after he asked the owl some stupid questions and offended her in a childish and nerved way. The owl made clear that she doesn't want to talk to him about that. Because of that the nutcracker stopped also talking to her and ignored her, too. That means that the nutcracker stopped talking to all women. He started ignoring them all. But... he didn't think about his situation. He sits in a triangle between these three women and that's the beginning of his tragedy. 

On Friday morning, he came too late again and had no clue what the others were doing. He didn't want to ask one of his seat-neighbours what they are doing and that's why he was sitting on his chair and did nothing. He fixed a solution-sheet lying on his table with his eyes and was waiting... He also didn't want to ask the rose, if she gave him the dictionary, which was on the table in front of her. No. He went to the teachers desk, took the book and went back to his place... 

the Friday was the most quiet day. The nutcracker hadn't anyone near him to talk with. There was no more noise and no more agitation in the room. The climate of learning became pretty good! 

The owl, the flowerbird and the rose said, that their teacher will be surprised on Monday, when he sees his quiet class. Maybe he will ask the nutcracker: "Who are you? And what happend with the nutcracker?!" o.O

written by Navi M.