Night after night Krimba the tree frog shivered in terror, hiding silently on an upper branch, ever watchful for nocturnal predators, ever ready to flee. Krimba was tired. A frog needs some sleep.
One night, whilst fleeing frantically through the forest, he stumbled upon a colony of glow worms, and noticed the predators of the night refused to approach their soft light. An idea came to Krimba, like the switching on of a glow worm.
One day he employed his nimble fingers at the task of constructing a small cage out of twigs from his tree. At dusk he ventured to the glow worm colony, collected a handful of the docile creatures, took them back to his tree where they kept the predators at bay all night.
After two nights the glow worms faded, so Krimba ate them and captured some more. Within a year all the other tree frogs had followed his idea, another year later the glow worms were being bred for both protection and food. The predators dwindled, starved of their favourite prey, the tree frogs thrived, well slept and energetic.
Thousands of years later the tree frogs, evolved to enormous size and brilliant intelligence, remembered their illustrious ancestor, honored him as a god, Lord Krimba. His image was in every home, with his most famous words inscribed below, "Let there be light".
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Illustration by Jen
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Krimba the tree frog's story captures the spirit of resilience and adaptation in the face of adversity
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