My+Dream+Time+Story

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Thousands of years ago, in a far away land in the Northern Territory, lived a girl named Daisy. Her grandma was a dreamtime storyteller and every night around the campfire, she’d share some of her precious stories. Every child loved listening to her childhood tales and for many of them it was the best time of the day.

One night, Daisy and her friends were sitting around the campfire eating roasted lizard and kangaroo while listening to a story, when Daisy heard a slight hiss. She dropped her lizard and started looking around. Grandma paused and stared at her granddaughter. ‘What’s the matter Daisy?’ Grandma asked. ‘I he-heard a s-sn-snake,’ Daisy stuttered back.

Grandma got up and grabbed her spear and told all the girls not to panic. Daisy’s younger sister, Irma, grabbed her hand and at that same moment started to scream. Irma was staring at the bushes with a frightened look on her face. Everyone followed her gaze; there at the foot of the ‘Grand Tree’ was a 2 metre long snake. The girls all looked t each other and started screaming and running around.

Without warning, Grandma ran at the snake and stabbed it. A high-pitched scream silenced the clearing. Grandma grabbed the snake and chucked it into the campfire as Daisy’s mouth started to water. They all sat down around the campfire eating juicy, fat snake as Grandma continued her story.