Hints: Picture a book made for a Disney movie, it is a battle between good and evil.
Characters: Queen Nyla, Tamonzi (protagonist), Numbe (Antagonist), Master Wi (Zen Master).
I am thinking maybe for age groups 5-12 but let me know what your thoughts are on that, enjoy. You can either email your suggestion to me or leave them on my blog comments, my email address is odraduke@yahoo.com Thank you!
Queen Nyla
Queen Nyla,
ruler of a vast kingdom; deep in the jungle of Mob. She was revered and loved of all of
Movibia. Her Kingdom reached as far as
the eye could see. It was said that
Queen Nyla, had a treasure that was so great and wondrous, that you would not
believe your eyes if you saw it.
“But, that was many years ago, said Lucius, the squirrel. One of the children that he was telling the
story too yawned.
“I suppose that no one is interested in my boring old tale?”
The children answered. “Please Lucius;
finish telling us the story about Queen Nyla.”
“OK, if you all promise not to yawn anymore, I will tell you.”
“We promise, the children replied.”
“Alright here goes. They say that
the queen did not go anywhere, are see anyone, except for Numbe, the Demon
king. People were afraid to go near the
castle, because they feared that Numbe had bewitched it. So, day after day, the Queen sat alone in her
castle, no visitors, no friends or family to talk too; only Numbe.”
Numbe
Numbe
comes to the castle; the Queen is sitting in her favorite chair by the window, in
the parlor.
“Numbe, where have you been?” The
Queen bellowed.
“Oh, here and there, up and down and around. Numbe must keep an eye on things you
know.”
“Tell me Numbe, what did you see and hear? What are the people saying
about me?”
“Oh, Queenie dear, I am afraid the word is not good, they say that you
are old and weak; not fit to be their Queen anymore. Oh, and they say you’re ugly.”
“Ugly! The Queen sprung up out of her chair and almost fell over.
“I'm not ugly; I'll show them who’s
ugly.”
“Now, now, Queenie, temper, temper.
Let's show some tact, shall we, let them know you got class
sister.”
“Oh, yeah, I got class, she said (as she shimmied around the room).”
“You got soul.”
