Sunday, April 6, 2014

Monkey Tales

Monkey Tales

By Paul Cook

Once upon a time, a long time ago, when the world was not so old, there was a monster. Now, this monster was not your typical monster; she did not have sharp fangs or scary claws, she did not try to pop out from under beds and scare little boys and girls (although sometimes she would growl at them) in fact some would say she was the prettiest monster in all the land. But she had a terrible secret; you see, in this land there were also dragons, and usually monsters and dragons did not play together. But this monster liked dragons a lot. She liked how they flew around in the air, she liked how they blew fire in great burst, she even liked some of the silly games they played. But in monster land monsters only played with monsters and dragons only played with dragons. And so this monster would spend her days playing with the other monsters, but always with one eye towards the sky, secretly wishing she was up there.

Then one day, along came a dragon. This dragon was not like other dragons. For one, he could not fly. Oh sure, he could hover from time to time; which he would practice in private, far away from prying eyes. He also did not like to play with the other dragons, he found them too airy for his taste. He would much rather play with the monsters, they always seemed to have a lot more fun. There was one monster in particular that has caught his eye, she was a very pretty monster, and she seemed like she was always smiling and happy. But the dragon was very intimidated by this monster, he didn't think that she would ever want to play with him. And she had a lot of friends, and none of them seemed to like dragons, so he figured that she did not like dragons either. And so he would hide in his cave, hovering, watching the monsters have fun, and wondering when he would be able to fly.

And it so happened that both the monster and the dragon were friends with a grumpy old troll. This troll was very mean and grumpy, and does not matter very much. His only roll in this story is that he introduces the dragon and the monster. But just remember, he was a very mean and grumpy troll.

The monster and the dragon got to know each other, and over the years they became very good friends. But the monster was sad, she could not find any other boy monster to play with, and she didn't think that the dragon would ever want to play with her. But one day she decided that she would try, she heard about a secret spell that was contained in a special movie, if you play this movie then any boy that you are with will kiss you! So she cast the spell, and what do you know, it worked! From then on the monster and the dragon were inseparable, they played together all the time, and they kissed a lot too. Also, unbeknownst to either of them, the dragons wings had slowly begun to grow.

But all was not right in the land. You see, a long time ago there was these ancient jungle people who were very smart. They built huge houses that were made completely out of stone, they could do really hard math and science problems before a lot of people could add one plus one and come up with the same answer, some say they even talked to little men from outer space! Anyway, these jungle people came up with an exact day the world was going to blow up, and as that day got closer and closer more and more people got really nervous. The monster and the dragon were smarter than these sheep, but all this talk made them take a long hard look at their lives and what they were doing with it. Now, the monster had always wanted a little monkey to play with, and since she had finally met a dragon who really really loved her she wanted to start talking about that little monkey. But the dragon wasn't so sure. Until he had met the monster he had never wanted little people of any kind in his life. But after being with her for so long he knew that his life wouldn't be complete until there was a little monkey he could play with too. And so, very soon after making this decision, there was a little monkey swimming around in the monsters tummy.
They had many grand adventures getting ready for the coming of the monkey, some of which I will tell you about one day. But the grandest adventure of all was the day before and the day of your birth. The day before you were to come the monster and the dragon got everything ready. They packed up their clothes, they picked out some of their favorite books to read so they wouldn't get bored, and the monster picked her favorite stuffed animal to snuggle with. Then they drove down to a local inn so that they could be close to the wizards castle, who was going to help make the little monkey appear. But unbeknownst to them, a storm was rolling in. When they got to the inn they soon realized that it was infested with all manner of trolls and goblins and the lowest forms of life. Even though the dragon was a big, strong dragon, and the monster had brought along her big strong monster brother, they still did not feel very safe. And then the power went out. Soon after they heard reports of cars getting broken into, of the trolls and the goblins getting into fights, and so they decided that they were going to leave that inn and find somewhere safer. A blizzard had begun blowing outside, and the dragon famously said “it doesn't look too bad.” So they all piled into the carriage, and sped away. What they didn't know was that they were actually at the edge of the storm, and as they got closer and closer into town the storm became worse and worse. The snow became fat and thick and heavy, the wind wooshing it all around. The sky grew as dark as midnight, and soon they were one of the few carriages still on the road, which was only because the dragon had driven roads like this for a very long time and knew exactly how to handle them. But even still, they didn't know if they were going to make it. Eventually though, they finally made it to an inn that was much safer and closer than the one they had been at before. They checked in and went fell right to sleep.

And then, it was time. The monster, the dragon, and the monsters little brother all went to see the wizard in his castle. They were all very nervous and excited as they made their way up to the castle, they couldn't wait to see the little monkey! The monster wanted it over and done with right away, but the wizard said that it was going to take a long time before the monkey would be here. There were a lot of spells and rituals he had to do first, and he had to talk to other wizards and magicians. “So get comfortable,” he said, “your in for a bumpy ride.” So they all got comfortable, and pretty soon the monsters mommy was there too! Now it was a real party! There was singing, and dancing, and telling stories, and lots of good things to eat (for most of them anyway, the monster wasn't allowed to eat anything but ice because it would mess up the spells.) But finally, it was time for the monkey to appear. There was a lot of chanting, a lot of waving of magical powders and potions, even the monsters younger brother and mommy started chanting (the dragon just stood there and held the monsters hand. He had forgotten how to talk) But finally, after a lot of pushing, the little monkey finally appeared. The monster thought that he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. His tail was very long and looked super strong, his fur was the deepest chocolate she had ever seen, his eyes were so blue they seemed to be filled with diamonds, and his voice sounded like that of an angel. The dragon thought he looked liked a little old man. Once they cleaned all the goo off of him, the monster finally got to hold her little monkey for the first time. Everybody was smiling and crying and singing all at once, but the little monkey just looked at the monster. “Hi,” he seemed to be saying, “I've been waiting for you.” Then the wizard gave the little monkey to the dragon, and as he held him, his wings got bigger and bigger until he was flying around the room.

And so that, my son, is one of the many adventures that we have been on together. Now, close your eyes and dream, and tomorrow night I'll tell you about another adventure. Good night, my little monkey, good night.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Introducing Monkey Tales

I am not the author of this blog, and this is probably the first and only time you will hear from me on this blog.  My husband, Paul, is the master mind behind "Monkey Tales" and asked me to help introduce it to all of you, so I will do my best to do it justice. 

Let me begin with introducing you to the Author and creator of  "Monkey Tales".  Paul is a creative mind and a wonderful man that I am lucky enough to call my husband.  He is also an incredible Dad to our Son Christian who you will fondly get to know as Monkey.  His most recent addition to who he is though is Student at the Art Institute.   He is studying to be a video game designer and I glow with pride when I talk about it.  I am so proud that he is following his dream. So what does all this have to do with "Monkey Tales"?  Allow me to explain.

Paul came home from his English class one night and presented me with a strange question.  He asked me, "What have we done in our life that not many people do?"  I was taken back by this question.  I simply asked him, "Why?"  He went on to explain to me that he had to write a short story for his English class and he did not want his paper to fall into the predictable crowd.   I simply smiled and asked him to let me think about that.  A little while later I said, "I have an idea!  Why don't you tell the story of the day Monkey was born from the Dad's point of view? No one ever does that!"  He smiled at me and said that he liked the idea a lot.

Fast forward a few days.  Paul had been working hard on his story and asking me to read it and I laughed as I read his side of the story and how much I didn't know about when he was not in the room with me.  I loved it!  Then two days before the paper was due Paul came to me panicked.  He had let Monkey play with his USB, monkey had lost it and lost with the USB was his story.  So he had to write it again.  Unknown to me Paul had switched his whole thought process.  When he was done he smiled with pride and handed me, "Monkey Tales."  I read it and laughed and laughed.  I loved it.  Paul was telling our story as a bedtime story!  It was perfect! 

The next day after he turned in the paper I looked at Paul kind of sad.  He asked why and I told him I wanted to know more about these Monkey Tales.  He smiled and told me he had more to tell.  It was then I told him he had to continue writing these stories!  They are amazing and people will relate!  I suggested this blog, to share with the world his amazing stories. 

So it is with a lot of pride and a smile on my face I am honored to introduce to you...

Monkey Tales
By: Paul Cook