A Children’s Story – “The Adventure of Tonna and Shanna” #6 (final)

I wrote this story when I was 10 years of age. My Mother saved it for me, a treasure from my childhood. As a child, I created the characters, story-line, plot and the locations. It is a story about horses, adventure, heroes, villains, friendship… and much more. 

I will be sharing the chapters on my page, with minimal editing to the original rough draft. I hope you enjoy it. (By the way… I am 52 years old now.)

Here are the links to the first 4 posts on my page for this children’s story, they are also on my blog.

https://wordpress.com/post/rhondaphelps.com/239    #1

https://wordpress.com/post/rhondaphelps.com/252    #2

https://wordpress.com/post/rhondaphelps.com/272    #3

https://wordpress.com/post/rhondaphelps.com/303    #4

https://wordpress.com/post/rhondaphelps.com/317    #5

 

THE ADVENTURE OF TONNA AND SHANNA

They tried climbing on Tonna and Shanna. First Simon tried to get on Tonna. He lifted one leg over her and then sat down. Tonna didn’t do anything, and then she started to run. Tonna didn’t mind Simon on her back. Then Monno did the same. So did Shanna. So Monno and Simon rode on Tonna and Shanna all day, and at night they stopped by a haystack and went to sleep.

In the morning when Simon woke up, he peered over the haystack and saw about 50 men riding on horses down the road.

“Wake up, Monno,” Simon whispered.

“What do you think they want, Simon,” Monno asked.

Simon quietly replied “There are some soldiers out there, about 50 of them.”

“Oh my gosh! They must be looking for us!,” Monno said as he was looking over the hay stack.

“Let’s wait until they pass, and get out of our site,” said Simon.

“Okay,” whispered Monno, because the soldiers were coming around the bend in the road.

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They stayed there until the soldiers had passed and out of their sight.

That noon, Simon and Monno got out from their hiding places.

“Come on, Monno. We had better get out of here before those people get to us.”

“I guess you’re right, Simon. Come here, Shanna, come here girl,” called Monno.

“Oh come here, Tonna, come here,” called Simon.

“Neigh,” whinnied Shanna.

“Neighhh,” Tonna whinnied back.

“Oh come here, Shanna, come here because we have to get out of here. Please,” Monno asked Shanna.

“Neigh,” said Shanna as she was walking toward him.

As soon as Simon was on Tonna and Monno was on Shanna, they started off. They were going along in the field when they spied a carriage, a royal carriage. It was Abiga. He also had about 25 men surrounding around him. They started to go the other way and they saw about 50 more men coming straight at them. Simon and Monno ducked into the trees on the side of the road. They got by alright without Abiga or one of his soldiers seeing them.

“I’m glad that they didn’t see us or else we would have been dead,” said Simon. While Simon was saying that, Tonna and Shanna heard something in the bushes behind them. They quickly turned their heads and ran. They ran fast enough that Monno and Simon did not see what was in the bushes.  (It was a rattlesnake!).

“Hold on Tonna, slow down. Slow down. Stop. Don’t go so fast,” shouted Simon.

“Stop, Shanna please! Stop,” cried Monno, but Tonna and Shanna kept right on going until they were too tired to go any farther.

That night, Monno and Simon were sleeping in some tall weeds and Tonna and Shanna slept in the tallest weeds and grass they could find.

“I wonder why Tonna and Shanna ran like that,” Monno asked in a very puzzled and tired voice.

“I don’t know, but it must have been something we did not see,” exclaimed Simon.

“Do you think those children are around here,” asked a voice coming from the darkness.

“I shalt know, Sultan, dear Sultan,” said the other voice.

“I shalt guess that those children are not around here,” said the Sultan.

“Ddddid you hear ttthat, Simon,” Monno whispered.

“Yyyyes, I… I ddid. The Sultan,” said Simon.

“Mmmee too,” said Monno, very shaky. Monno called quietly, “Tonna! Shanna! Come here! Let’s get out of here.” Tonna and Shanna came and Simon got on Tonna and Monno got on Shanna.

Simon and Monno rode all night and half of the morning. That afternoon, they came to a town, a town called Marocha. In Marocha, food only cost ten cents for a steak, one cent for a doughnut. It cost twenty cents for two oysters and two cups of camel milk. It was five cents for a loaf of bread and two cents for one cup of camel milk. Simon and Monno had one hundred dollars and fifty seven cents.

When they reached the town, Simon ran right into the first store that he came to. He ran inside and came out with twenty one donuts, ten bags of camel milk, four steaks and five bags of oats. He gave two steaks to Monno, along with ten donuts, five bags of camel milk, two bags of oats and a half bag of little berries.

That food lasted them a year. Of course they had bought other food during that time. They had gone to Baroony, Finicy, Montano, Belgrame, M.R. Son, Rochey, Tonocha, Camo, Haringgon, Penciling, Jimeney and Ilena. Ilena was across the river and they had to go across by rowboat, and Tonocha was across the ocean.

They were about one thousand miles away from Abiga. Tonna had grown and so had Shanna. Those four had almost traveled all around the desert. North. South. East. And West. Almost all of those positions. All they had to do was to get back to Sabbarth town at the north and they would have gone at all positions.

So the next day they started out to the north, back to Sabbarth town.

“When do you think we’ll get there?”, asked Monno.

“I don’t know but I hope it’s soon because I’m running out of money. But there’s one reason why I don’t want to go back is because Abiga might be in Sabbarth and ruling again,” replied Simon.

“I guess you’re right. And I would also like to know what month it is and what day,” Monno stated.

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“Let me see, first we have to stop.” So they stopped and got off their horses and sat down on the ground. “Let me see. The sun is nearer to the right side of the earth than it is in any other direction, so the month must be…”, Simon thought for awhile. Then he said, “the month is July. The same month we left in.”

“I guess you’re right,” said Monno in amazement.

“Well, let’s get on with it. The day must be the twenty seventh.”

“Yes, that sounds right. The twenty seventh,” Monno shouted. “The twenty seventh is the day before my birthday. Tomorrow is my birthday!”

“Well, happy birthday Monno,” shouted Simon.

“Oh well, lets be on our way and forget about my birthday,” said Monno.

They hopped on Tonna and Shanna and rode away.

It took them a month to reach Sabarth town because they had to cross ten cities, and a very large river about 100 miles long. When they reached Sabarth Town, they found out that Abiga had died because the 2 people that Monno and Simon heard talking that one night had killed him because he did not know what he was doing and went around trying to kill everybody. So they had to kill him.

Simon and Monno felt very sad about what had happened because if it weren’t for Abiga, they wouldn’t have been able to go to Manoose and all of the other towns.

Some other bad news was that Sham, Simon’s horse, had died because of old age. Simon gave Daisy to Marco because he had took care of his horses while he was gone and he was thankful only one had died.

Monno’s mother and father were very glad to see him safe.

From then on, those four have always traveled the desert without getting hurt or killed. They went to every city or town in the desert, but they always came back to Sabarth town to see everyone there.

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THE END

I hope you enjoyed my story!

Be creative, have fun… and encourage your children to follow their dreams…

Rhonda

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