How to Catch a Leprechaun
by Marcie Cahoon
One day in early March I was really bored with doing my everyday chores. My mom came in my room with my coat and told me it was time to get ready for school. So I pulled on my big, brown boots, my purple hat, my huge blue coat, and my make up to put on in the car. Every thirteen-year-old girl needs too put on her make up before she goes anywhere!
Anyway, I walked outside in no hurry to go to school. You see There was a big annual ALeprechaun Hunt@ at my school ever since I could remember. Most little kids looked forward to March 17th at O=Nsync Middle School in Ireland. Not me though! I couldn=t stand wearing green or looking for a stupid leprechaun that didn=t exist (so I thought)!
This all changed later that day. I headed for the Lucky Forest where my class was supposed to look for Lance the Lucky Leprechaun! As soon as I got to the Lucky Forest, my teacher, Mr. Miller, handed me a big sticky jar of sweet honey. He told me leprechauns love honey!
Then I went out to search for this stupid unreal leprechaun. I had so many negative thoughts running through my head. Like, ALeprechauns aren=t real!@ AWhy do they have us do Kindergarten Stuff in 7th Grade?@ AI mean, a stupid Leprechaun hunt? Get real!@ Those were just a few of my thoughts that morning.
AWhat do you mean, >Leprechauns aren’t real=?@ a squeaky voice said from right behind me. At first I thought maybe it could be Matt, the joker of my class, but the voice was much too high to be his. As I turned around, my hands were trembling. The tiny voice spoke again, AWhy do you and everyone try to catch us?@
I realized then that it probably was a leprechaun! I was almost around when he jumped on the honey bottle. I nearly wet my pants!
He was about two feet tall and very chubby. He took the honey bottle and was lapping it up as if it were water. AYum-sky!@ he said.
AAre you a real le-le-le-leprechaun?@ I mumbled. He nodded.
I just remembered what Mr. Miller told me about catching a leprechaun. I decided to catch him and get all the gold. I jumped him from behind. He wiggled out of my hands. AStop!@ I ordered. AI promise I will hit you on the head with this honey bottle!@ He stopped and pointed to his left. I looked and couldn=t see anything but trees. Then I noticed a purple bucket of gold.
ATake it!@, he said, Abut don=t hurt me.@ I knew that the gold would turn into snakes if I didn=t catch him, so I thought up a plan. ALet=s shake on it,@ I said.
AOkay,@ he replied. He came over to me and I shook his little hand then grabbed him. Now I had caught him! Suddenly he disappeared.
In his place was a little note that read:
LANCE THE LEPRECHAUN.
I ran home as fast as I could. I opened the door and to my surprise, everything I have ever wanted was there. I was so happy!
And I lived happily ever after!