Tale Weaver Fairyland Tales #77- Ugly Duckling

The troll peers out from his dilapidated bridge.  He grabs handful of gravel.   Throwing one stone at a time into the stream as it bubbles happily along.

“All these merry people, ruining my view! Happy they run after each other and play with dogs.  Uuugghhhhh! What is wrong with these people!”  He bemoans to the wind.

A bright blue Frisbee plops into the stream. The tell eyes anything near his bridge with contempt.

“Who goes near my bridge!” His deep horrible troll voice growls shaking loose pieces of concrete from above. 

Suzy climbs down the side of the bridge.  Her pineapple yellow dress showing a couple green stripes for her trip down. Her twin braids make her look like an eight year old doll. Her eyes are little shocked at the sight of a seven foot troll.

“Mister.  Can you help me? I can’t swim and I need my brothers Frisbee back. I kind of borrowed it.”  Suzy is half shugging shoulders and looking indirectly at him. 

“Why should I?! You barged into my home!”  The green troll eyes narrow and his twisted smile shows his yellow pointy teeth. 

“You have a nice smile.   I hope I can get big like you some day.”  Suzy oozes cute as she talks, looking up at the troll.

“Why, maybe you will get big like me.   You really like my smile?”  The troll looks at her confused.

“Yes.   I know I shouldn’t be here.   But I get in trouble easy.   I didn’t mean to interupt you, sir.”  She partially turns. 

“No wait.   I’ll help.   I’m used to scaring people. I’m not sure why you aren’t scared.” The troll smiles a normal smile. 

“You’re not scary.  It’s like the ugly duckling, he doesn’t know he a swan because they call him a duck.  You are nice than I thought a troll could be.” Suzy smiles as the troll heads toward the Frisbee. “You should help people more.  You’re really good at it.”

He smiles and helps her back up the hill. 

Six months later…

The troll starts on “Pimp My Bridge”, a show to help improve the lives of trolls everywhere.  Cleaned up, shaved and dressed to the nines, he’s not an ugly duckling any more. 

Written as part of a challenge called Tales Weaver,details below



Where in the World



I stumbled upon this link.  Actually, Lisa or better her actual link to this. http://lifeofanelpasowoman.com/2016/04/06/where-in-the-world/

The concept seems rather complicated.   I’m from here what is your story? And how did you get here?  Forgive me, I like simple things.


I’m Mark.   Most of you might know that.   Above is where I reside, outside Cleveland, Ohio in the US. This is height of summer.  True disclosure, today it’s more like this….


My family is small Mom, one older sister, a couple nieces, a nephew,  and a wife.  All of us are within a half hour of each other.  

My family is a big mix of mostly German and Irish, with some French. Although, most of the descendents vane over to the US in the early 1800’s. The Irish part was originally Quakers. Until my Grandfather (mom’s side )married a German there was a noone not Irish. Of course, Grandma (moms side) was pure German. Their Lutheran family didn’t mix either. My dad’s side was
more diverse, there were French and German.

Mom and Dad decided this was a good place to live.   We have nice summers.   Decent autumn weather.  Spring sometimes shows up, this year looked promising.  Winter is lousy.  Six feet of snow!  Winds bring snow quickly,  and often.

We are blessed with plenty of farmer markets.  We have world class museums.  Lucy (maybe the first human now stays here) in the Natural History Museum. We have three professional sports teams (no championships in 62 years). 

We even get to watch Donald Trump implode a whole political party here in July!  OK maybe not.  But the county fair is a week later the clowns should be done with the tent by then.

Reblog Meet and Greet Link 11/6

An idea for connecting to new people.  Click below.
If you’ve got nothing else going on today through Sunday, join in the fun at the Dream Big Meet and Greet!  We have ginger snaps and fruit punch for everyone! Click here for Ginger Snaps!