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Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Susanna Leonard Hill's 9th Annual Holiday Contest

Photo Credit: Pinterest  -  Vegan Cranberry Chocolate Chip Cookies- click here for the recipe


It's that time again, another picture book contest presented by Susanna Leonard Hill. Visit her blog to check out all of the stories. My story is below.

Cora’s Christmas Cookies
(250 words)

Neigh, quack, Moo, cluck a-doodle-doo. The animals were in an uproar. The Farmyard Christmas Carnival was in two days and Cora was sick. She was a chicken with a wheezing cough.

Who would make her famous Crunchy Cranberry Cookies?

Animals from all around sought after a bite of Cora’s tasty treats. They were a secret recipe handed down from her great grandmother, Little Red.

The recipe was a secret because no one could read Cora’s handwriting. Chicken scratch that’s what it was.

Cora unhurridly clucked from her coop into the kitchen, “What is going on in here?” She squawked.

Goat dumped flour into a bowl, clouds of white dust drifted onto the floor.

“Hush Cora, get back to bed. We have this under control,” said Goat.

Duck waddled to the table, leaving footprints in the flour. “Sugar is what we need.”

Cow witnessed the mess, “Mooove over, let me add the milk.”

Goat clip clopped over, “Use my milk, it has a better flavor.”

“Too much milk,” said duck.

“How do you know? No one can read Cora’s chicken scratch.”

Stir, mix, squish. Cookies ready for baking.

Before you could say cluck-a-doodle-do Merry Christmas to you, the cookies were ready.

“They don’t look like Cora’s cookies,” said Duck.

Crunch, crunch, crunch. “Tasty,” said Cow. “But something is missing.”

“I added the raisins,” Duck squabbled.

“Craisins, NOT raisins,” Cora squeaked. “Craisins for the cranberry taste.”

Neigh, Quack, Moo, cluck a-doodle-doo, crunchy, not so cranberry cookie treats ready for the Christmas Carnival.