The Mountain That Kept Growing
It starts with a little idea…
Poppy (child)“A bear waters a mountain by mistake. He thinks it’s a plant. Then he tries to climb it, but it gets bigger. And then it rains! So it gets even bigger. How’s he going to get down?”
Bear wants a view of the whole valley. One small mountain looks easy to climb — until he gives it a drink.
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A very small mountain
Bear wanted to see the whole valley. But the fir trees were too tall, and he was too small. Then he found a mountain smaller than himself. A tiny hole sat right on top. “Perhaps you need a drink,” said Bear.
One little drink
He tipped his watering can. Glug. The water vanished down the hole. The mountain gave a shiver. Then it grew taller than the fir trees. “Oh!” said Bear. “You were thirsty.”
A better view
Bear climbed the winding path. At the top, he stopped. He could see the tops of the fir trees! “But I still can’t see the river,” he said. He poured another little drink into the hole. The mountain rumbled beneath his paws.
Up and up
Up went the mountain. Up went Bear. The trees looked like brushes. The river looked like string. Bear peered into his empty can. “That’s enough,” he said. “I’d like to go down now.” A grey cloud drifted over his head.
The rain arrives
Plip. Plop. Plip. Rain ran into the little hole. The mountain stretched again. Its path curled out of sight beneath the clouds. “Stop!” cried Bear. “I can’t,” rumbled the mountain. “I keep drinking!”
A very wet problem
Bear put his paw over the hole. Water trickled between his toes. He spread a fir twig across it. Water dripped through the needles. The mountain grew another arm’s length. Bear looked at his can. Empty inside. Solid underneath.
A hat for a mountain
He turned the can upside down and set it over the hole. Rain pattered on the metal bottom. It ran round the sides and away. The mountain gave one last wobble. Then it stopped. Bear waited. It really had stopped.
The long way down
“Keep your hat on,” Bear told the mountain. He followed the path down through the clouds. By the time he reached the valley, the rain had stopped. Water had soaked the dry grass beside the path. Little yellow flowers were opening everywhere.
A place for everyone
Bear sat among the flowers with his friends. “I can see the whole valley now,” he told them. “But I like this bit best.” Above them, the mountain stood very still in its silver hat. Beside Bear’s paw lay a tiny pebble. He moved his cup away from it. “Just in case,” he said.
An illustrated example of the experience we are developing. Talebrix is still in development; this book was not printed by the device.