Saturday, August 29, 2009

St George and the Dragon

Scriptor Senex commented on my Mystical Adventure post a few days ago. He informed me that you can keep Forest Dragons at bay by squeaking like a mouse - they're afraid of mice.

Information like that just has to be shared. Yesterday afternoon when Georgia asked me to tell her a story, I told her this news.

"Mice? Are you sure?", she asked. "Who told you that?"

I explained, "A man told me."

"A man? But men don't know anything about dragons! Granny, tell me a real story about when you were a little girl."

I told Georgia I had an even better idea and sent her off to make herself a glass of milk while I typed "St George and the dragon" into Google. From the choices listed, I chose this one

Georgia immediately recognised the similarity to her own name and spelt out d-r-a-g-o-n. I read her the story, as she sat on my knee, her eyes growing wide in awe. She just loved it when St George "smote the beast with his sword". When the story was finished I said, "So you see Georgia, men do know a bit about dragons and you are named after the fearless man who killed the dragon. That's why you are so brave!"

She was silent for what seemed like a long time. Then she said, "George was brave but he was a bit stupid, he could have just squeaked like a mouse!


  1. Absolutely fantastic!! I laughed out loud. That is the most wonderful thing about children. Sometimes they just see the simplest of things whilst we are looking for the most complicated.

  2. What a beautiful story. Georgia is so lucky to have a grandma like you x

    Thank you for your comments on my shoot out pictures yesterday, really appreciated x

  3. you got to love how fast their little minds work. make me feel a bit sluggish and old.

  4. LAUGHING! that is so cute - I love it! :)

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