The Blues. . .

The children stared and stared and in their thoughts they called ; " KING OLLAMH " 

All of a sudden !!! The painting became blurry and look !

There he was ! Out of the blue ! He stepped right out of the painting and made a deep bow for Uncle Ukki and the children.

"Good afternoon King Ollamh, welcome in my house on behalf of the children and me." said Uncle Ukki in a very solemn voice.

"It is my pleasure Ukki, I heard the children have a lot of questions and I am here to answer them. " said the King with a smile.

"Come sit with me, can you take my cloak and wand Ukki? "

He sat down and the children gather round him.

"I will tell you who I am and what I do :

I am from a dynasty of blue-blooded gnomes and my task is to take away the blues from the people.

Little Barby, you want to know why the sky is blue ? 

Well, this is what happens. . . . 

Whenever someone is feeling blue I got a message from certain animals, mostly birds, and I will come in the night and take away those blues.

The blues goes into my bag and I will call a bird which has blue in it's feathers. It has to have some blue in it's feathers for camouflage, otherwise people would notice a bird flying around with a blue bag.

So, when ( for instance) a Blue Jay appears, I give it a most important assignment. 

It has to bring the Bag-of-Blues to Skugga !

Skugga is a Cloud Creature, he eats people's blues and after he eats it he lets out an enormous burp, blowing away the clouds and Voila ! the sky turned blue, the sun appears and people are feeling happy again.

Look up children ! Can you see him?

 "Oh, I don't see him King Ollamh. . ." said little Higgins
"Well, squint your eyes and look again " said the King

"Oooooh yes I can see him ! Oooh he looks very kind !"

"Indeed he is, he is here to help. He turns up every once in a Blue Moon and as we gnomes know that means once a month in human terms."

"But King Ollamh, there are many people who are feeling blue these days how can you help them all ?"

I can't little Ginny, that is why I leave a message with the people I've visited.

I tell them to focus on beauty and spread beauty and I leave a little note with a quote from a remarkable little girl :

“I don't think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.”
― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

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