Shrinking Wee One
Hannah, Age 9, Delphos, IA

Once upon a time there was a leprechaun named O'Connor. He had curly orange hair and was four feet tall. He was a very nice leprechaun. At Lucky Charm School he was helpful to the teacher and his friends.

But O'Connor didn't have the best of luck. One morning he skipped to the meadow to look for four-leaf clovers to give to Grandpa. A black cat walked in front of him and tripped O'Connor. He dropped all the four-leaf clovers and couldn't find any of them back.

That afternoon the unlucky leprechaun wasn't paying attention near the new mushroom construction site. He jogged under a ladder and hit his head on the metal rung. The painter up above tumbled down. Green paint spilled all over O'Connor.

That night O'Connor spilled the salt on the table while they were eating. Then he accidentially tripped and broke his mother's mirror on his way to bed.

When he woke up, O'Connor was only five inches tall! He pushed his pillow out of bed for something to land on. He got dressed in his sister's doll clothes. O'Connor climbed up the door and went outside through the keyhole.

O'Connor carefully wove through the crowd of walking townspeople to keep from getting stepped on. He hurried to Grandfather's house. Grandpa was a very smart and tricky leprechaun.

O'Connor climbed up Grandpa's door, went through the keyhole. When he fell onto the floor he yelled "Grandpa, I've shrunk! Look down here."

Grandpa, with red hair and twinkly eyes said, "O'Connor, you're a wee little lad. How did you shrink?"

O'Connor pouted, "I don't know! I woke up like this."

Grandpa calmed him. "I know someone who might be able to get you back to normal size."

"Who's that?"

"His name is O'Lagon," Grandpa told him. "He is very good at fixing things. But he's hard to find in the mountains where he lives. O'Connor, you sleep here tonight. In the morning I'll take you to him."

The next day they packed their bags. Grandma had made a little jacket for O'Connor out of rags during the night. Grandpa carefully put O'Connor in his pocket and set off to find O'Lagon.

Grandpa found a good spot for camp when night came. After they were warming up by the fire, O'Connor exclaimed, "Grandpa, we forgot the food!"

Grandpa said, "Oh yes, we can't forget that." He winked and some food appeared. There were four cobs of corn, cabbage, a jug of water, and potatoes. That night they had a feast. The ate until they couldn't eat any more. When they got tired, they crawled under their blankets and fell asleep.

In the moring, Grandpa said, "We should head for the mountains." While they were walking, four thieves jumped out and threw a net over them. O'Connor whispered in Grandpa's ear, "Do something!"

Grandpa winked his eye and they were in a tree. The thieves didn't know what had happened. They were confused and ran off looking in the wrong direction. When the thieves were gone, Grandpa climed down the tree.

Grandpa said, "O'Lagon's house is about five miles up the mountain." In about twenty minutes they reached O'Lagon's house.

O'Lagon was rocking in a rocking chair and smoking a long pipe.

Grandpa told him, "I need you to fix my grandson."

"Well, where is the lad?" O'Lagon asked.

O'Connor was annoyed. "Look down!" he shouted.

"Oh, my," said O'Lagon, "This looks far beyond my power to fix."

O'Connor whined, "You mean I'll be stuck like this forever?" "Oh, no, not forever. You just have to kiss the Blarney Stone." "But isn't that almost impossible to kiss?" wondered O'Connor.

Then O'Lagon said, "You can stay here tonight. The nearest Blarney Stone is about fifty miles north. I'll show you the way in the morning."

When the sun rose they started up the mountain. After two hours, they had walked twenty miles. In four more hours they had reached the cliff with the Blarney Stone.

Grandpa told O'Connor, "When you kiss the Blarney Stone, be careful of the cliff."

O'Connor tried to kiss the stone. He leaned too far and fell off the cliff. Grandpa winked his eye and there was O'Connor standing right in from of them.

"Do you want to try again?" asked O'Lagon.

O'Connor was afraid, but Grandpa reminded him, "If you don't, you will be this small forever."

So O'Connor bent down. Grandpa and O'Lagon held his feet, and O'Connor kissed the Blarney Stone. When he stood up, he was growing. He was back to four feet tall!

"We still have the journey back home. We better get going. I think your luck has changed," said Grandpa, and he winked his eye.

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