A Child’s Imagination

Photo by: Alastair Forbes

Whenever Ed and Djamila visited the gardening center it was usually a day of smiles and excited conversations. On this particular Sunday the two were quiet and subdued. Their six-year old daughter, Fatima, had been plagued by nightmares for several weeks. Sometimes she’d wake up twice in a night nearly inconsolable. Their bright and smiling child became more morose and withdrawn daily. As they walked between the rows of flowers and gardening gnomes their conversation returned to the merits of finding a psychologist.

That’s when they found the stone dog.

Ed patted its head and said, “I’d almost want to put this in Fatima’s room. You know, like a guardian.”

“It might help,” smiled Djamila.

“It wouldn’t really do anything, but still…”

“Don’t be so sure.” Djamila said sternly. The beliefs of her family were still fresh within her. “A child’s imagination can do anything.”

They bought the dog, and Ed struggled to place the thirty-kilo statue in Fatima’s room. Their daughter was delighted, but still cautious and guarded. She immediately named the dog Clancy and began decorating it.

Two nights later, Ed heard a familiar moaning coming from Fatima’s room. He threw back the sheets and sat up, steeling himself for the sobs of his daughter. That’s when he heard a dog’s barking.

Fatima heard it too. “Listen!” she said. “Clancy’s protecting her.”

Ed rolled his eyes. “She’s making that sound.”

“Get him!” shouted Fatima. “Get him, Clancy!”

Scrabbling sounds, snarling, and Fatima’s shouts erupted from the girl’s room.

Djamila said, “How can she yell and make the dog’s bark at the same time?”

They charged into the room and found the bed sheets everywhere. Toys were scattered, and Fatima’s hair was a mess. Something in the room was different.

Fatima’s brilliant smile blessed it once more.

Later, as Ed and Djamila sipped tea downstairs, Djamila watched Ed staring into his tea. “So thoughtful,” she observed.

“What? Oh,” muttered Ed. “I was thinking you were right about a child’s imagination.”

“It’s true,” smiled Djamila. “In her nightmare, Clancy fought her demons.”

“Yeah, but there’s more to it.”

Fatima frowned, “Like what?”

“Well, you know how I, a grown man, struggled to move a heavy statue into Fatima’s room, right?”


“Well, I don’t understand how a fifty-pound little girl could move a seventy-pound statue to the other side of the room!”
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Look here to see what other folks wrote: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/10/18/sunday-photo-fiction-october-18th-2015/

About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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26 Responses to A Child’s Imagination

  1. luckyjc007 says:

    Great ending! That dog is priceless, but I would still be a bit cautious of it. And, your imagination is priceless, but I’m not a bit cautious of it. 😊

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  2. joetwo says:

    Of course the dog had to move. An immobile guardian wouldn’t be very useful would it?

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  3. Joy Pixley says:

    I know, I know — it was MAGIC! Great fairy tale story, complete with the real monster that the parents don’t see and the real guardian spirit that the parents don’t -quite- believe.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yep, the parents are largely in the dark with this one. Fatima gives Clancy his power and makes him a terrific guardian, right under her parents’ noses. You called it right. It really is a fairy tale, complete with a lesson in magic. Thanks so much, Joy! 🙂

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  4. ceayr says:

    Wow, this was a long un, sir.
    But lots of excitement!

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  5. Lyn says:

    Perfect! 🙂

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  6. Enjoyed it much! Not horror, but, then again, not everything needs to be. A happy ending can work just as well, sometimes, better.

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  7. I agree with you and the others, it is the “magic” of the child’s imagination that brought the statue of Clancy to life and parents will never understand that. Loved how the magic happened and the mystery it is to the parents. Haha! The best thing is that Fatima is being protected by Clancy! Wonderful story Eric!

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    • EagleAye says:

      It is. A powerful imagination truly is magic. As children, our imagination is very alive and that’s why the world seems so magical and wonderful. As adults we give that up ( and this is possibly the stupidest thing we ever do in our lives). When someone believes all things are possible, they become possible. That’s how Clancy/Fatima does it. Glad you enjoyed this one. Thanks so much! 🙂

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  8. Steve Lakey says:

    The power of imagination is limited only by ourselves. An uplifting story that would make a great illustrated book for children!

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  9. Dave says:

    Get that girl a paint brush and blank canvas, right away! I’m insanely curious what she’ll create.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. rogershipp says:

    Loved the ‘love’ the ‘imagination’ and the ‘magic’ …. great job!

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  11. There’s a little more to that girl than meets the eye. Great story Eric.

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