the Story of the Watching Moon

  Here’s another story for the little ones.  As always, feel free to share a story if you like it (but please give credit where credit’s due).  This story would be fun to tell the kiddos while stargazing, or on a dark drive one night.  Enjoy!

 

The Story of the Watching Moon

  In the evening when the sky grows dark and the faeries grow weary with sleep, they worry about their human friends so out of sight.  Especially the children – for what if a child were in need of a sprinkle of pixie dust or a little faerie kiss to heal up a scrape in the middle of the night?

  For a long time the faeries would simply try to stay up all night to watch over their little friends. 

  That seems like a good idea, but mostly it just made the faeries grow cranky and overtired.  Nobody much enjoys a cranky and overtired faerie, especially the night sky.

  So it was that the night sky held a conference to determine what to do.

  “These crabby faeries have made all of the wildflowers go to seed before anyone has even seen them,” mourned a star from the Little Dipper. 

  “At this rate spring might not even come next year,” worried one from Orion’s Belt.

  "I bet all the snowflakes are going to be identical this year too!" cried a very dramatic star from Cassiopeia. 

  “Something must be done,” agreed the North Star.

  The moon listened on, timidly.  Sometimes it is hard to be different, and especially to be the only moon in a sky full of stars.  He knew the faeries loved him especially because of this, and he loved them in return.  He would do anything to help his little friends. 

  “Why don’t I watch over the children so the faeries can sleep?  I’m shining down on them anyway, I can easily wake a faerie should a child need them in the night,” offered the moon quite unselfishly.

  “Yes!  Yes!” gasped the stars of the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper, Orion, and Cassiopeia. 

  “A very good idea, indeed,” agreed the North Star, “But first you must ask the faeries.”

  The faeries, of course, yawning and yearning for just a few more minutes to snooze, were delighted that the moon was willing to help. 

  It was agreed that the moon would watch over the children, but they insisted that he must take some time off each month to have a little rest.  On those days, the faeries would keep the watch from the sky.

  To say thank you, the faeries devoted the ocean tides to the moon.   Tides who would follow the moon as he comes and he goes, he ebbs and he flows, so he wouldn’t have to feel so alone.  Instead of being the only moon in a sky full of stars, the moon could look to the ocean, and see a hundred thousand moons reflected in its ripples.

   He never felt alone again. 

  As for the children, they were well looked after and not a one went without a faerie kiss or pixie dust when they were needed, no matter how late it was.

image courtesy of www.utahskies.org

  And so, little ones, if you happen to glimpse the moon from your window one night, or notice that it follows you home in the car, you can be sure that you are, in fact, a good friend of the faeries, and that they are watching out for you. 

  If you don't see it, that's alright too.   The moon is, perhaps, on his day off and a faerie, somewhere, has their eye on you. 

 

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