Finn hated being the smallest dragon in his village.
If I can’t be big then I will be famous. I will be a magician, Finn thought.
He gave magic a try. He set his magician’s hat on fire.
Finn tried hip-hop dancing.
“I’m dizzy” he moaned bumping into his mum. The pot of potatoes she was carrying, flew high into the air and landed on his dad’s foot.
With a roar dad flew into the sky and returned with a piece of a cloud. He wrapped his burning foot in the cloud.
Finn tried singing. “He sounds like a fire alarm,” mum said. Finn stopped singing when the lolly pop factory burned down.
“I’ll be a champion swimmer,” he said jumping into the pond. He splashed about so much he emptied the pond. Finn was followed home by a row of squawking, honking, homeless ducks and swans.
“If I were the biggest dragon then no one would laugh at me.” He moaned.
Finn ate more vegetables, and exercised everyday but he didn’t grow.
Granddad went to visit Finn. “I know how you can be as big as a house.”
Finn asked, “why doesn’t everyone do it?”
“Because their surname is not Nogard” Granddad said. Bending close to Finn he whispered the secret of how to become a large dragon.
“I don’t think I could do it.” Finn said with a shake of his head.
“Don’t think Finn – just do it.”
Finn flew high into the blue sky searching for a cloud. It was hard work beating his wings.
He remembered Granddad’s words,” keep going especially when you feel you can’t.”
Finn found a perfect small cloud.
He wrapped a silver thread around it by flying in a circle close to the cloud. He counted as he went, “one, two, three, four…” On the thirty third circle a large rumble shook the sky, followed by a flash of lightening.
Finn was thrown to the waiting stars.
“A dragon to play with,” the stars cried bouncing him between them.
The noise brought the other dragons out of their homes. “Where is Finn, how did he disappear?” They watched the sky and waited.
“He’s gone,” sobbed mum.
“He will be back perhaps we have time for tea,” Granddad said.
Everyone agreed. Tea and cakes were eaten before they heard a light whooshing noise. It grew louder until it became a rumble like a jet plane.
High in the sky they spotted a swooping, diving spot growing bigger.
“It’s Finn,” Granddad said. Everyone began to cheer as Finn came to land.
Finn smiled and spewed flames into the sky.
Looking at his mum he said, “sorry I will need a bigger house.”
She just squeezed his foot, “it’s nice to have you back, I’ll go make an extra large dinner.”
Granddad said, “You will go down in our village history as being the largest dragon in the realm.”
And this was only the beginning of Finn’s fame, for he returned to the land of giants on many more occasions.