AMBER ROSE PRATHER
illustrated by CLARE FREEMAN
, indiana
The dragon in this story is a representation of demons. Saint Elizabeth would not recommend stomping on snakes, lizards, or any of God’s creatures!
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Elizabeth loved growing up in the Monastery of Saint George. She loved delivering messages for Abbess Zenaida. She loved the vineyard where she stomped grapes to make wine for communion. But Elizabeth loved two things best of all: Moving her feet. And being in church.
But whenever Elizabeth was in church, her feet wanted to move.
“Stay
still, silly feet,” Elizabeth would scold. “It’s time to pray!”
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One day, something exciting happened: The monastery was given land to build a bigger vineyard, which meant more grapes to stomp!
But there was a problem.
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A dragon lived on that land.
“What do we do?” the nuns wondered. “How can we grow grapes on dragon land?”
“We will pray,” said Mother Zenaida. “Saint George will deliver us.”
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So, all the nuns prayed.
But not Elizabeth.
Because whenever Elizabeth was in church , her feet wouldstartto tap andtromp!
andstomp . They prayed in the morning. They prayed after lunch. They prayed before bed.
Elizabeth approached Mother Zenaida after Vespers. “I want to help get rid of the dragon, but my feet keep moving! How can I help if I cannot pray?”
“I have something you can do,” said the abbess. “Pray in the chapel tonight. Then, tomorrow morning, deliver a message to the dragon. Tell him that the monastery’s land belongs to Saint George—that he is NOT welcome, and that in the name of Jesus Christ, he MUST leave!”
Elizabeth’s eyes grew wide. “Will he attack me, Mother Zenaida?”
“You will be safe, Elizabeth.”
But that night, in the chapel, Elizabeth’s feet
“Feet! Stay still so I can pray!” and stomp! Stomp!Stomp! Stomp! went tap and tromp and swing
In the morning, Elizabeth bravely made her way to the dragon’s cave. “Dragon, come out! I have a message for you.”
The dragon was bigger and more terrible than Elizabeth thought he would be. “What message could you have for me, little girl?”
She shook with fear. “The land h-here belongs t-to the-the Mo-Monastery of Sa-Saint George…”
But the dragon laughed. “What kind of monastery has novices who cannot pray?” He snapped his jaws, and Elizabeth raced and ran all the way back home.
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