Ellen's Lion: Twelve Stories by Crockett Johnson

Ellen's Lion: Twelve Stories by Crockett Johnson

Crockett Johnson

Language: English

Pages: 64

ISBN: 0375822887

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Originally published in 1959 and out of print for two decades, this collection of very short stories chronicles Ellen’s relationship– complete with two-way conversations–with her floppy stuffed lion. Ellen’s temperament is a bit like Christopher Robin’s (though her appearance is a clone of Harold, from Harold and the Purple Crayon fame), but her lion is a no-nonsense, tougher-minded Pooh, with the voice of reason and reality to counter Ellen’s high-flying imagination. The stories range from fear of the dark and being sad to playing doctor, being a fairy princess, and dealing with a new toy that almost replaces lion.
Parents will find the subtly droll stories as entertaining as children, and a child who reads chapter books will find especially rewarding.

A Boy and His Bunny

The Snake Who Wanted To Be A Horse

The Rilloby Fair Mystery (The Barney Mysteries, Book 2)

The Berenstain Bears No Girls Allowed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rocky Mountains, where she discovered gold. “Gold!” she cried, and suddenly she became aware of the pirate ship sailing in close to the gold mine. She drew her cutlass and held her own in the fight until the gang of pirates were joined by a gang of cattle rustlers and a gang of gangsters. Then she called to the lion on the end table. “Help!” The lion made no move to come to her aid. “Pirates! Rustlers! Gangsters!” she shouted. The lion didn’t even look up. “I have to take things easy,” he

tiger. With stripes. And a big ferocious growl.” Ellen sprang about the playroom on all fours, growling ferociously. “Your mother wouldn’t like it,” the lion said. “Neither would I.” “But you’d be in Africa or someplace,” said Ellen. “You wouldn’t live here any more.” “I certainly wouldn’t,” said the lion. “Not with a tiger in the house.” “You’re being silly,” Ellen said, frowning at him. “Humorous,” said the lion. “After all, this hardly can be called a serious conversation, can it?”

you.” “Are you?” the lion said. “Why?” “Because you’re a poor sad old lion.” “I’m not old,” said the lion. “You’re not new, either,” said Ellen, looking at two places where the lion’s seams were coming apart and at the stain, that never quite had washed out, from the time he fell off Ellen’s head into her plate of tomato soup. “And I certainly am not sad,” said the lion. “You don’t look happy,” Ellen said. “I’m not,” said the lion. “Don’t you have to be one or the other?” said Ellen. “I

reply. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” said Ellen. “I’m nothing but a stuffed animal. I have no feelings,” the lion said, and with a sniff, he became silent. “I like your face the way it is,” Ellen said, trying to think of a way to cheer him up. “And you have got a lovely deep voice. Let’s sing a song.” “What song?” said the lion. Ellen thought of a cheerful song. “Let’s sing ‘Old King Cole.’ ” The lion immediately began to sing. “Old King Cole was a merry old soul—” “Wait,” Ellen

top of a broad padded arm she looked over her shoulder at the lion. “Are you out of breath?” she called. “We can rest here awhile.” She swung around on the top of the arm and, as she sat down, she noticed that the lion suddenly had disappeared. Looking over her shoulder again, she saw him, dangling on the rope over the outside of the arm. “You slipped off the edge of the cliff,” she said, pulling him up by the rope and sitting him beside her. “You’d better go first the rest of the way.” The

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