How Rattlesnake Came to Be

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How Rattlesnake Came to Be

Long, long ago, all animals were completely identical. A rabbit looked

exactly like a goose, a goose looked exactly like a giraffe, and a giraffe

looked exactly like a monkey. In fact, you could put every animal together in

a room, and it would be impossible to tell which one was which. Only

someone with a strong background in guesswork could stand a chance. And

even they would get it right only one out of every three times.

Rabbit, Giraffe, and Monkey: Can you tell which is which? I don’t think I can.

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Naturally, being identical was the fairest, most democratic way of life.

Everyone had four furry legs and a head, everyone was equal, and everyone

was happy, right? At first, maybe. But not for long. The animals to started

to complain. Some wanted fast legs, so they could be first at the buffet

line. Others wanted camouflage so that they could hide when it was time

to do their homework. And others, believe it or not, wanted to be small so

that could live inside sewers! Children, please believe me when I say this:

this is almost true!

One day, a salesman came up with a great idea that would solve

everyone’s problems. He would open a store that sold all the body part

that the animals desired. Wings, claws, sharp teeth... you name it, he

would sell it. This was the most creative store ever imagined, so naturally,

it would have the most creative name ever given to a store, right? Well,

that’s what I thought too, and I couldn’t have been more wrong. The

salesman gave his store the most boring name ever imagined. He called it,

“The Animal Part Store.” Some people say that the name was intentionally

boring to be ironic and hip. But I don’t think so.

The Animal Part Store: What a terrible name.

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On the day of the store’s grand opening, all the animals raced to get in line.

And guess who was pushing and shoving to be the first one in the store? An

impatient and greedy little animal by the name of “Snake.”

“Me first, get out of my way, step aside,” yelled Snake. And when the

salesman opened his door to do business, Snake was the first one to squeeze

through.

“Welcome everyone,” said Salesman. “Feel free to browse. We have a

limited inventory, so if there’s something you’d like to --”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” interrupted Snake. “No one wants to hear your silly

speeches. Let’s see the merchandise,” said Snake, using as many S’s as he

could.

“Oh, I see we have an eager customer. Hello, Sir or Madam.” Salesman

was covering his bases because as I mentioned, at that time, everyone looked

exactly the same. “So, what is it you’re looking to acquire? Wings to fly as

high as the clouds? Gils to breath underwater? Perhaps tentacles with little

suction cups on the end.”

“Yes, yes, and yes,” said Snake. “I want it all. One of each. I want one

of those long toucan beaks to crack nuts. And I want one of those dolphin

blow holes so I can talk in clicks, even if no one knows what I’m saying. And I

want a pair of those fast cheetah legs so that I can win football games. And in

case I don’t win, I want some of those black and white zebra stripes so that I

can also be the referee and make calls in my favor. And I want some of that

funky looking reptile skin. It looks expensive and tacky, I love it! And I want a

penguin tuxedo for the Oscars, and I want a ribbet pouch that I can stick under

my skin and inflates whenever I say the word ribbet. And I want peacock

feathers, I don’t know why I just do. And I want a forked tongue so that I can

taste this and that at at the same time. It’ll be easier to know which is better

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At first, I didn’t believe Snake could be this greedy. But then I saw this picture. Sometimes seeing is believing!

and I’ll have both and you’ll have none. Ha-ha! And I want fangs filled with

venom because vampire movies are very popular this year, and I want a shark

fin because they look cool, and I want --”

“Whoa,” said Salesman. “You can’t possibly take everything. If you do,

that’ll leave nothing for the others.”

“The sign on the door said ‘First Come, First Serve’ and I’m first come so

too bad!” said Snake.

“That is true,” said Salesman. He was regretting having hung that sign in

the first place, but there was a hole in the wall and he used the sign to cover it.

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“Mr. or Mrs. Snake, wouldn’t you rather be fair and let everyone get some

instead of hogging it all for yourself. No offense,” said Salesman looking to Hog.

“None taken,” said Hog, who ironically had just given up his turn at the

water fountain.

This is Hog being generous at the water fountain. If he knew how people use his name now, it would break his heart.

“Ooh, I wish I could but I’m afraid I can’t,” said Snake. “I’m going to have

it all, and everyone else is going to have none. And I’m going to be the best

looking, most tricked out animal in the world. Meow and ruff.”

Snake pushed and shoved his way down the aisle, sticking animal parts all

over his body. Horns on his head, wings on his back, fins on his side. Snake

looked like a combination of every animal that ever would be. He took it all

for himself and left nothing for others.

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This is Salesman’s Maraca: I don’t understand why he needs lessons. Don’t you just shake it?!

“Look at me,” Snake gloated. “I’m gorgeous. Thank goodness I picked

up a thousand of these bee eyes so I can admire myself from all angles.”

Salesman just shook his head in disgust. It pained him to see the look of

disappointment on all the other animal’s faces. Snake was about to pay his

bill when one final item sitting on a back shelf caught his eye.

“What’s that beautiful thing?” said Snake.

Salesman was shocked, and who can blame him? After all, Snake was

pointing to of all things... a maraca.

“That’s a maraca,” said Salesman. “It’s not even for sale. I’ve always

been interested in music so I’m taking classes to learn how to play it.”

Salesman felt awful about this, but the store rules were pretty clear.

First come, first serve, and Snake was first.

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This is a picture of the other animals teasing Snake: Ooops, we haven’t gotten to that part yet. Sorry. Keep reading!

“Snake shook the maraca hard.” Rattle-rattle-rattle. His mind raced with

possibilities. He could play in a band, he could imagine it was a rainstick, he

could hold it behind his back and rattle it, pretending there was something loose

in his head. Oh, the joy it would bring!

“I’m buying it and you can’t stop me,” said Snake. “But it’s not even for animals.”

“No one asked your opinion,” said Snake, reaching into his snakeskin wallet

to pay the bill. Just put it on my tail, I want to wear it out. So Salesman did.

Just then, a crack of thunder filled the sky. A storm was approaching.

Snake opened his umbrella and strolled out the store with a broad smile

across his face, not caring at all how the others felt.

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Rather than put an illustration here, we thought you could use your imagination instead.

“Sorry, suckers!” said Snake. “I just bought out the store. Looks like all

of you laid a big goose egg. Ha-ha-ha! Just kidding I bought that too!”

Snake laid a big goose egg on the sidewalk and went about his way. He

turned the corner, passing goldfish in his bathing suit. He was hoping to buy

fins so that he could take swimming lessons.

“Hey Goldfish, how do you like my fins? Too bad there’s none left for

you.”

Goldfish, who was always very polite, responded, “Oh, that is too bad. I

was so looking forward to doing laps this morning. I do like your baby rattle,

however.”

“Baby rattle?!” shrieked Snake. “Its not a baby rattle. It’s a maraca.

Haven’t you ever been to Venezuela, stupid?” Everyone laughed.

“It does look like a baby rattle,” said Goat, trying to get his goat.

“Yeah, it does look like a baby rattle,” parroted Parrot.

“What’s the matter, ‘rattle-snake,’ were they out of pacifiers?”

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Snake isn’t getting what he wants: Looks like the shoe is on the other foot. Or is it hoof? I can’t remember if Snake bought shoes or hooves.

“That’s not funny. You guys are just jealous because I have everything and

you have nothing.” But inside, Snake felt dumb. He didn’t realize that he

might look silly with so many animal parts on him. And it didn’t occur to him

that others might tease him for being different. In fact, it hadn’t occurred to

anyone because up until that point, everyone looked exactly the same.

“Take it easy,” said Lobster. “It’s just a joke. Why are you getting so

rattled?” The crowd burst into more laughter.

“That does it,” said Snake. “I’m returning these ridiculous things!” Snake

barreled into the store and approached Salesman.

“Hey stupid, I can’t have people teasing me all day, so give me my money

back.”

“Oooh, I wish I could, but I’m afraid I can’t,” smiled Salesman pointing to

another sign on the wall. “All sales are final.” Snake went completely pale.

“You don’t understand, Snake can’t be the butt of people’s jokes.”

“Well then maybe Snake shouldn’t have been so greedy.” Snake threw a

temper tantrum. He was not accustomed to not getting his way.

“Unfair! Wrong! Undo! There shall be recriminations!”

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Snake getting picked clean: You’d think that getting picked clean would hurt, but if it did, then why didn’t the author put it in the story?

“Hey Snake,” said Giraffe.” If you want, I’ll take that long neck off your

back.”

“Oh, great. Thank you, Giraffe.”

“And I’ll take that mask from you,” said Raccoon.

“It’s yours,” said Snake. “It made me feel like a criminal anyway.”

“See,” said Snake to Salesman. “I found a way around your ridiculous

rules.” Soon, all the animals gathered around Snake, each one offering to take

a different part from him. Even Frog offered to take Snake’s ribbet pouch from

him, although he too was unclear what purpose it would serve. Within a few

minutes, Snake had been picked clean, and was relieved to be free of all his

encumbrances.

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Rattlesnake after he left the store Today, he’s longer and skinnier. And the rattle looks a little different, but you get the picture.

“Phew, I’m back to good old handsome me.”

“Not exactly. It looks like you gave away a little too much of some things,”

said Salesman pointing to where Snake’s arms and legs used to be....

“Egad, you’re right! I must’ve accidentally given them away!”

“And you also didn’t give away enough of others,” said Salesman. He

motioned to Snake’s tacky Snakeskin and his super trendy vampire fangs, and

of course, the baby rattle snuck to his tail.

“Wait a minute. I look ridiculous! I can’t go around slithering on my

belly. I chafe!” But at that point, all the animals had since left.

“Would you like to have some of my slime?” said Slug, who was lingering

because he was so slow.”

“No, I don’t want your stupid slime. I want my arms back. And I want

my legs. I want my old body!” Snake was fuming. His blood was now cold

with anger. He slithered out the door, his life forever changed. He had a

baby rattle on one end, vampire fangs on the other, and humiliation all the

way in between. Snake found the nearest rock and hid underneath it,

ashamed to be seen in public.

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And that, my friends, is how Rattlesnake came to be. If you should ever

pass him on your journey, give him plenty of space for he will take his anger

out on you, even if he’s the one he’s truly mad at. But above all, remember

that Rattlesnake was not created this way. He was made this way by his own

greed. Please think about that the next time you'd rather not share.

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Author: Michael Jamin Illustrator: Roxy Jamin, age 13

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