Oban's Myths & Legends
Kangaroo gets a pouch (continued)
"Ouch! Watch where you're going," yelled Wombat. "I'm
very sorry" said Mother Kangaroo "I didn't mean to bump into
you."
"You big animals never think about us with our short legs, closer to the ground," grumbled Wombat. "Now you're here, you can help me find some good grass to eat."
"I'd like to, but I'm looking for my Joey at the moment," said Mother Kangaroo.
"That's right, nearly knock me over, a half blind poor old Wombat, and now you won't even help me find food," complained Wombat.
"Of course I'll help you," said kind Mother Kangaroo. "Grab onto my tail and we'll look for good grass."
As Mother Kangaroo hopped along with Wombat holding her tail, Joey came bounding by and hopped right over old wombat.
"What was that," yelled Wombat.
"That was my Joey," said Mother Kangaroo. "Come back Joey."
"Kids! No respect," grumbled Wombat. Joey kept going.
Wombat stumbled into a hole. "Stop, you're going too fast. I need to rest," he complained.
While Wombat rested Mother Kangaroo kept looking around. She was worried about her Joey but wouldn't leave poor old Wombat. It was too dangerous for someone who couldn't see properly to be alone.
"Now I'm thirsty," complained Wombat. "Take me to some water."
"All right," said Mother Kangaroo. "I hope nothing has happened to my Joey," she thought to herself. Continue
