The Magical Golden Hockey Stick, Part III

This summer I am taking a class called Literature in Childhood Education. Basically, it's about children's stories. A recent assignment was to write a story of a hero's quest. And being a hockey freak who missed an entire season, you can guess my topic. This week I'll be posting the story in five parts. I'll return to my old format next week. Enjoy the story of The Magical Golden Hockey Stick!


PART THREE

By nightfall, Jack had made it to Kitimat and was extremely tired. He had never slept away from his home before. It was so dark out. Now he had to make camp in the Wild. Still, he loved it. He loved nature and any chance he got, he always played pond hockey with his friends. He got cozy in his sleeping bag and tried counting the Stars until he fell asleep.

Jack woke up the next morning to the sound of kids playing nearby. He thought that was odd so he investigated. He peeked through the trees and saw a group of children all wearing Blue Jackets. They were making snowballs and throwing them at each other. That looked fun to Jack and he wanted to go play with them. But he knew finding Coach and the Magical Golden Hockey Stick was far more important.

He continued hiking northward when the sky began to turn dark. Rain started to fall and the thunder was deafening because Lightning was striking nearby. Jack tried to find somewhere to take cover. The storm was getting bad. It was like three Hurricanes combined. But Jack kept trudging along. He knew had to make his way inland if he wanted to make it to Mt. Logan. He hiked northeast and started to get out of the storm. He ended up in Spatsizi Wilderness Park and he was soaking wet. He built a fire and used the heat from the Flames to dry his clothes off.

When his clothes were dry, Jack used the remaining cinders to make a grilled cheese sandwich from bread and cheese in his backpack. When he finished, he started out again when he met up with a Ranger who worked in the park. Jack told the Ranger all about his journey and what happened to Coach. The Ranger wished him luck but warned him about the Predators in the woods. The Ranger gave Jack a Sabre that he could use to ward off the monstrous beasts. Jack thanked him and continued on his way.

A few hours down the road, Jack came face to face with a Panther and a Coyote, two of the Predators the Ranger told him about. But Jack set his fear aside and brandished his Sabre. He cut the Panther and Coyote in half with just one slash of his Sabre.

END OF PART THREE