Buzzy the Bee


By T. Euclid Rains, Sr.

(NOTE: "Buzzy the Bee is one of the stories I told my children as they were growing up. I tried to tell them stories with a moral lesson or something about history and our country.")



Once upon a time there was a pretty little girl named Curly Locks. She loved to play in her mother's flower garden. She loved the beautiful many-colored butterflies that came to this garden.

Curly Locks loved the beautiful flowers and often she stood and breathed their tantalizing fragrance, and on some occasions she even secretly wished that she was one of those beautiful butterflies.

One day while standing in the sunshine admiring the lovely flowers, she made friends with a little bee. Buzzy the Bee said to Curly Locks, "Hello, please don't be afraid of me. I won't sting you, for I know that you don't want to hurt me. I have seen you here many times in this wonderful garden."

Now in the neighborhood there lived a very, very bad, mean old goat named Bully Whiskers. He butted everybody that got near him with his horns. Sometimes if no one came near him, he would hunt trouble.

Goldy the Beautiful Butterfly flew by Curly Locks' ear and whispered, "Look behind you. You must run, for old mean Bully Whiskers is coming." When Curly Locks looked around she saw that old mean Bully Whiskers was coming straight for her.

She ran as fast as she could to a little oak tree that was growing near the beautiful flower garden. Curly Locks had climbed this tree many times to peep at the baby robins nestled in their nest, safely out of reach of anyone who would harm them. She climbed onto the branches of the tree just in time to escape being hurt by old mean Bully Whiskers. Old Bully Whiskers stood on his hind legs and tried to climb the tree, but he could not get himself off the ground. He stomped round and round the tree and glared up at little Curly Locks.

Fido the Dog saw all that had happened and ran up to Bully and bit him on the leg. But Fido was no match for this mean old goat. Bully butted Fido in the side with his horns and knocked Fido into a ditch. Then Bully began to butt Fido on the head and on the back and Fido began to cry.

A kitty-cat was passing that way and she ran up to old mean Bully and scratched him on the nose. Bully left poor old Fido and went to butting at the kitty-cat. Pretty soon the kitty-cat found that she was no match for this villain, so she ran and climbed to safety in the tree where Curly Locks was.

Peanuts the Pony was munching grass nearby and he ran up to old mean Bully Whiskers and began to paw at him and kick at him. Old mean Bully butted Peanuts in the side as hard as he could and Peanuts also saw at once that he was no match for this mean old bully. So Peanuts turned and ran away as fast as he could.

Curly Locks began to cry. "Oh, what will I do. Old mean Bully Whiskers is taking this place over."

At that moment Buzzy the Bee was sitting on a beautiful rose. At once she flew to Curly Locks and said, "Do not cry little Curly Locks, I will run old mean Bully Whiskers away."

Buzzy flew straight to Bully and stung him on the nose. Then she stung him on the ear. Bully didn't know what to do. He had never had a fight with a bee before, and he was taken by surprise. He began to jump up and down and run around and around. At last he ran as fast as he could back to the mountains where he had come from.

Then little Curly Locks came down from the tree and ran to tell her mother what had happened. Her mother listened to her story, and when she was through with it, she said to her. "I guess you see that when little folks go about it right, even they can have a big influence and will be listened to."





About the Author



Euclid Rains was my husband's uncle. This story appeared as his September 19, 1999, "Count Me In" article in "The Weekly Post," Rainsville, AL. Uncle Euclid and his wife, Nell, raised four children and had a growing tribe of grandchildren. Uncle Euclid was blind all of his adult life. Nevertheless, he was a successful farmer, beekeeper, Boy Scout leader, Little League baseball coach, and Alabama State Representative. He wrote two autobiographical books entitled, "I'm Not Afraid of the Dark" and "Count Me In." Uncle Euclid and Aunt Nell died in an automobile accident in August 2000. They were both 79 years old. They are missed very much.