The Inspiring Story of a Frog: Part 2

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...But one thing shook the world. It was affirmed that Dr. Green had breathed his last after selflessly trying to save his comrades in the seconds before the disaster struck. The frog community on the whole struggled to grip with that news, especially since it was pre-meditated that he would lead us all.

In the meantime, I grew curious towards my new surroundings. I was hopping around busy exploring the vast extent of the land when I suddenly fell into a deep ravine. I guess I got knocked out instantly then. After being unconscious for quite some time, I made my way back home feeling all giddy.

Shocked I was to learn that I was perceived dead – for I hadn’t returned for over a day! I couldn’t remember the incident much, and I also did not suffer any notable injury to my body. But there was something wrong with me, definitely, but I dared not tell anyone and I kept that a secret for the time being.

Over at the government headquarters of Froggerland, the leaders of the land squabbled and bickered for the top post in the government now that Dr. Green had breathed his last. There was a whole lot of brouhaha, and law and order was the last thing on their mind.

Amid the intense politicking, one of the more established frogs suggested a fair and square solution to the problem. I read his statement in the Froggerland Times. Said he, “Now, everyone is squabbling over the top post of the government. Every frog is to itself. I reckon a race to the top of the tallest of the High-Rise trees deep in the jungles of the land.”

It seemed to not only me, but to many others too, that he was insane. How on Earth was a damn race going to help in choosing a suitable Prime Minister candidate? But as a few days passed, and no other probable solution was aired out by anybody, people started thinking this was the best way out to end the nonsense.

At the same time, I was getting more worried by the day over my condition that didn’t seem to improve. Yet, I was grateful that no one else realised it. I still went about my normal life, and ran the errands that my mother asked of me. And then, my mother dropped a bombshell, “My dear son, I want you to go for that race!”

I paid no heed to her. Duh! So, she grabbed me by the arm and shoved the newspaper into my face, pointing her finger to the front-page article that it was confirmed the race would be held over the weekend and the winner will hold the top office in Froggerland.

At that instant, I understood what she was saying. But me? I felt a large weight crushing on my shoulders. I wanted to run away, because I thought I was going to lose badly and it would do no good, instead harm, to my image in the general public.

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The Inspiring Story of a Frog: Part 1

Civilisation is doomed. Humans have been wiped out. And a new species emerges to replace the humans as the leading life-form on planet Earth. Many years earlier, in the year 2012 to be exact, the human race was completely wiped out after a series of cataclysmic events.

They were warned. Yet, they paid no heed to it. Swash-buckling tsunamis, inglorious volcanic eruptions and ground-shattering earthquakes sealed their fate.

I am one of the many of my species to have survived extinction and that fateful ordeal. And I am the hard-working, determined and iron-willed head-of-state of the place we live in. I am, in other words, the first Prime Minister of Froggerland.

Such an honour it is for me to hold the foremost key position in the Froggerland government. To share my story with you, I hope, will inspire you to aim for great heights. But note that my case is indeed a blessed one.

It happened many years back. Then, I was a mere tadpole I must say; when the leader of our community announced that the earth was to be doomed. The humans knew it, but acted as if they didn’t. Their loss was evidently our gain.

In the months leading to D-Day, I grew bigger and bigger in size as well as intellectuality. In the meantime, the best frog species had gathered for an international-level doomsday conference to devise strategies to ward off wholesale extinction on D-Day.

The one sure fact here is that we felt doomsday was imminent, not the least because we have our animalistic senses. The humans, on the other hands, took things too lightly and for granted. Our community elders convened at a secret location that until now, with the power within my hands, I have yet to ascertain. The folklore has it that frogs from far-fetched places such as New York, Auckland and Tokyo took their seats at the gathering.

So, the cataclysmic events of 2012 came and went, yet we frogs were mostly unharmed, apart from a small percentage of us who sould not be saved in time. A brilliant masterpiece of a blueprint was devised by Dr. Little Green, a respected scientist in the frog world. Together with his awesome team, he drilled through the undergrounds of a few mountains around the globe. Everest, Kilimanjaro and Fuji are some of his endeavours.

I was very young and naive back then, and so I questioned one of the officer just after we survived 2012, “How come the humans did not know what we were doing?”

My question drew a stark response, one that made so much sense. “Do you not know that Dr. Green is an almost perfect maverick? He works out every inch of a plan before it is put to practice. Hence, he took that all into account. No human, I repeat, NO HUMAN knew of our plans. We were, essentially, too smart for them! It is a pity they are here no more.”

That day is the day that ranks highest in my hall of shame. Well, I practically got booed off. And mocked at! However, after exploring the world post 2012, I found out that it was a much better place than when it was with the humans living in it.

One other thing caught my attention too. It wasn’t only the humans were gone, all other notable life forms disappeared too. I also soon found out that my dear friends had gone to the heavens as they did not make it to the secret underground tunnels.

But one thing shook the world – the frog world. It was affirmed that ... ( to be continued)

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