This is my 9-year-old Granddaughter's version:
The pArliamEnt of owls set off towards the giant oak to meet their leader. When they arrived, other owls were setting up the stage where the parliament would perform. They would all come and do their parts in their act and try to amaze the leader. The owl who was leading the act, Glimfeather, was to begin with a speech so he pulled out a script and began to read it aloud to the other owls.
"Thank you all owls for coming to watch our performance especially our faithful leader. Now I will....oh no no! This doesn't make sense...I need to amend this part!"
After much rehearsing, they were allowed to open their boxes and enjoy a happy lunch break. They all decided to eat outside by a tree in the shade. Then they saw a shape coming towards them. The leaders right hand owl, who had a suave character, jostled towards them holding a serious expression, as usual.
Glimfeather's tummy rumbled so loudly that it sounded like a quake! The right hand owl said that he just came to say don't spoil it and that if they did do well, they would receive a pile of gold each. Glimfeather could picture an image of the pile of gold beside him.
Pixie, who was tired from playing the violin and piano, decided to take a nap. By the time she awoke, it was clear that they needed to do a final rehearsal since they were all saying "come on!" or "hurry up! We need to squeeze in this last rehearsal!"
This is my version:
On thAt fatEful day, Connor, the suave business man, got fired without warning because of a severe downturn in the finance sector. He realised he would have to amend his ways. He handed his keys to his fancy flat back to the landlord before driving back to the car lease company to terminate the contract. On the way he paused in a layby under the shade of an impressive oak and went into a troubled sleep. He awoke with a start, gazing around at the surroundings. Before he remembered what had happened earlier, he found himself looking at the lovely surroundings away from the road. He got out of the car and gazed up at the oak tree, admiring its shape. Then reality struck like a quake - where was he going to live etc? Once he'd dropped off the car, he sat on the bench outside their offices and started taking stock of his condition. A homeless lady, Mary, sat next to him clearly wanting something from Connor. "It may amaze you to know that I too am homeless, though I do have some cash in the bank still", replied Connor. "Where is there somewhere near hear where you can rent a small place for 2 for a week?", he continued. Half an hour later they were enquiring at the front door of some shabby looking dwelling waiting for the owner to appear. The house owner was puzzled when the two asked for a week's accommodation. This was not the usual image of the homeless standing before him who he had to weigh up. But the sight of the 1 week rent in cash in Connor's hand disbursed his doubts and the keys to the flat were handed over. "Right", said Connor to Mary, "you have the bedroom and I'll sleep on the settee".
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