Flash Fiction: The Little Green Frog

The Little Green Frog

Writer: Jeffery Knight
Photographer: Rosel Meyers
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One day a young frog found an old, mangy dog asleep in the shade of a tree. “What’s this?” asked the frog. “A mighty mean dog? One of these I never thought that I’d see. I’ve jumped lily pad ponds and lumpy tree logs, but before this my life has been meek. To jump over a dog,” said the little green frog, “now this is the adventure I seek."

“Look at me!” squealed the frog as he leapt over the dog, his legs pushing him up through the air. “They’re not very fierce,” sang the frog as he soared, “just tangles of legs, teeth, and hair."

"How’s that?” asked the frog, landing next to the dog, his bravado and bravery made plain. “He’s rather quite fun, this furry brown one. Now, to move on or shall I remain?”

“That’s quite sprightly a dance,” called a bird from his branch, “though I’d not wake him up were I you. The last one who tried, he quite nearly died, were it not for last second rescue.”

“But what trouble could come,” asked the tiny green one, “if he woke and decided to chase?”

“Though he may appear old, he’s still swift and bold. I’m not certain that you could keep pace.”

“This ragamuffin? Surely, you’re bluffin! I’m young, I’m fast, and I’m strong. Can’t keep the pace? It’s not even a race! Just watch and I’ll prove you wrong.”

“My willful young friend, don’t let this be your end! His temper is quite tied to his rest. Turn around and go home. Leave this old dog alone. Trust me, it’s all for the best.”

But the frog wouldn’t listen; he was now on a mission. He drew back and jumped with all of his might. And that silly young frog, he woke up the dog, who gobbled him up in one bite.

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