The leader of this little country, Princess Rowena, has just had a thought.
The thought is, when last did she write in her diary?
The princess hops off her high wall, and quietly enters the Haunted Henhouse.
The henhouse is mostly shadowy, but she can see clearly by the golden blade of sunlight which streams in through the window.
The henhouse is comfortable, and not really haunted at all. There is a mirror and one end of the room, and a spacious nesting box at the other.
Rowena jumps into the nesting box and finds her diary; it is an old, dusty book and she can't find the pen anywhere.
On the inside, her writing is smudgy and hardly readable. She clicks her beak and decides it is not good for writing in anymore.
But then she has an excellent idea!
Her human spoils her rotten, and would surely lend Rowena a laptop!
Chuckling in satisfaction, the little red princess goes back to perch comfortably on her wall-throne.
Later, at lunchtime when the human girl came down to feed them, Rowena tipped the water-bowl over, so her human had to stay a little longer to refill it.
This gave Princess Rowena a chance to talk to her. She said, "Bok bok? Karrrk."
"Yes, my little cherryflutters?" her human replied.
"Don't call me that!" Rowena bristled. "And I would like to borrow a laptop... Please?"
"Oh, of course you may, Wena! You are so cute... What will you use it for?"
Princess Rowena cleaned her toe-talons carefully. "None of your business." she said in polite, sugary voice.
Rowena found herself being hugged, and later that afternoon, she was sitting in the nesting box with a large laptop before her.
Actually, her human had given her the smallest laptop she had in the house, but it was almost at big as Rowena, and much, much heavier than her.
Rowena thought to herself, "The world needs to know more about fabulous me... Don't you think so?" she asked of a small sparrow who was sitting in the window.
The sparrow cocked his head cheekily at her and chirruped something very rude.
"Oh, buzz off!" Her Majesty said to him with an icy glare. He did.
Suddenly, two pretty heads popped up in the window where the unruly sparrow had just been.
"Hullo, Wena," said Strelitzia. "What is it?"
Princess Rowena clicked on her Blogger dashboard with her talon. "Nothing. It's only that stupid little sparrow, Bullet."
Protea approached the princess. "Blogging?" she asked gently.
Rowena nodded. "I'm trying to start a new diary, in fact!"
"That's nice, dear," said Protea.
"But, look here, I need some help from you two."
After some teamwork and advice and other blogging stuff like, choosing the font, the title, etc, this piece of writing is completed! Chapter one of Autumn And Winter With Rowena will be published on this blog soon!
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Written by Helen Cryestira Viorel.
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Written by Helen Cryestira Viorel.
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