September 8, 2010
Mediator

Miriam Idelbaum, known to her extended family as Mira because of the pure volume of members, poked her sweet head over the edge of her home and whistled once and waited. It wasn’t long before she heard scampering footsteps and one by one all twelve came running. She sighed and went back inside. Another day and each one of her young family was due a bath which she wasn’t looking forward to because not one of them would hold still and they never shut up. She sighed again and watched as they trooped in one by one, each yelling about their mornings encounters. All of it was blocked until she heard the dreaded word “SNARK”.

“Which one of you saw the SNARK?” she yelled. Silence covered everyone and no one breathed. Finally a small voice from the back of the room “me did”. Mira pushed her way through the now quiet bunch and faced the littlest one.

“Where?” she yelled so loud that the little one almost sank into the floor.

“At the rock” was barely audible “Caush was fighten it”.

Mira leaned back, took a deep breath and said “did he win?”

“Don’t know. Left when Old Carl came up. Boy was it a fit they was havnin. Screamin and growlin somethin terrible and blood was every where.”

Mira sighed again, something she did a lot, and sat back on her haunches. She hated and feared the snark and kept hoping that someone would get that evil creature. A couple of her young ones had lost to the snark. Maybe she could get a hold of Visy and find out what was happening or maybe Flit would have some information.

Mira laughed. What a silly name her mother had given her. Miriam Idelbaum. Not much to fight the SNARK.