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Once upon a time there was a job advertised. Wanted a fast runner who can carry things.
Any one who was interested had to go to the field behind the school, at one o clock the next day.

The first person was a jaguar, who said “I can run really, really fast”

“Okay, there is a little test I would like you to do. Can you get to the other end of this field, with
these chocolate eggs, quickly?”

“No problem” said the jaguar “I can hold them with my teeth, as if I was carrying a cub”

And off he went. Zoooom.

He ran to the other end of that field very fast indeed. But sadly, all the eggs had teeth marks in
them. Some of the chocolate had even started to melt from the warmth of his mouth.

“Sorry Mr Jaguar you are not the one for the job”.

Next was a golden eagle. He said that he could carry the eggs in his talons, so no need to worry
about bite marks. He spread his mighty wings and in no time at all, had flown to the other end of
the field.

“Cor, that was fast. But where are the eggs?”.

Well, the eggs had been safely carried in the eagles talons. But how does a bird land? That's right, on it's feet. All the eggs had been squished!

“Oh no, this is not the job for you Mr Golden Eagle”.

Next person was a rabbit. “I'm not as fast as the eagle or the jaguar, but I'm not the slowest of
animals either”

“Okay we will give you a go. How will you carry the eggs? This is quite an important part of the
job, and so far, nobody has managed to get an undamaged egg to the other end of this field”

“Oh that’s not a problem” said the animal. “I always have this basket with me to put my carrots in.
I’m sure eggs will be safe in there”.

So off he went with several big hops, a rest and then some more hops. This went on until he
arrived at the end of the field. He was not as fast as the jaguar or the eagle, but faster than
you and me. All the eggs were safe. No teeth marks, no melted or squished eggs.

“Well done, the job is yours Mr Rabbit”

“Oh thank you, but please call me Bunny. Only the postman calls me Mr Rabbit”.

Now you know why we have the Easter Bunny and not an Easter Eagle or an Easter Jaguar.

The End

© Katrina Willis