To Be A Dragonet is Terrific! is a fairy tale which centres around a family of dragons who live in a cave. 

Their son Hookie’s unusual hobby of crocheting causes his parents to worry about his future as a dragon. Scaring princesses and killing knights would be more suitable. 

Befriending a sparrow, meeting a princess and getting involved in a knights’ tournament is just the beginning of this amazing adventure.

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ISBN: 978-1-921574-81-8
Format: Paperback
Number of pages:175
Genre: Fiction

For primary school age.

Illustrations: Zuzana Bočkayová Bruncková

Original edition published by Vydavateľstvo Matice slovenskej, s .r. o. 2007

Martin, Slovakia,

First Australian edition published by Zeus Publications 2010

Author: Peter Gibey
Publisher: Zeus Publications
Date Published: 2010
Language: English


Chapter one

The dragons’ little house  



t the edge of the meadow full of flowers, right by the white rock, stands a little house. It is so cute and charming that whoever passes it would immediately like to live in it. Its front  is made of wood, while the rear section is hidden in the rock, as a little cave just the way dragons like it, for it is a dragon’s little house and the entire dragon’s family lives there. 

Father is a big and frightful dragon. Mother is a caring dragon lady. Together they rear their little son, who, mind you, is not an ordinary dragonet. He is known by crocheting every minute of his spare time. 

At this very moment, the father dragon calls to him:

“Hookie the dragonet, where are you?”

The mother dragon replies from the kitchen: “Where should he be? He has helped me prepare the dinner and now he is surely playing in his room.”

“And you, dear Mother, what are you doing? From the speed at which you stir the dough I gather you are going to make my favourite quickrise cake.”

“You are right, Father, it will be the quickrise but that does not mean it must be eaten up quickly. I hope you will leave some for our only son, Hookie. Last time you cleaned it up all before the poor little thing realised what was going on. You know he is tiny, and needs leavened cakes to grow big.”

“He shouldn’t have been crocheting again. All our fellow dragons laugh at us for that. Whoever saw an ordinary frightening dragon crocheting as a housemaid!”

“I happen to like it. He looks so lovely when he is crocheting. That was why we named him, Hookie.” 

“I know, Mother, you’ve always longed for a little daughter. We have a son though, we need to bring up a frightening dragon. He must grow into a menace to all kingdoms and princesses. Just imagine, who would be scared of a dragon crocheting doilies?”

“But they are so pretty. Even Granny Eleanor praised them the other day. And she used to be a fabled housewife.”

“That old lady dragon is the whole family’s disgrace. She hasn’t eaten a single knight over the course of the entire three hundred years, and she hasn’t destroyed a single kingdom. She garishly decorated her home so now  tourists confuse it with the gingerbread house and she has even written a dragon’s book Do It Yourself.  I guess you don’t want to see our Hookie becoming a house booby?”

“But Father, you judge Granny Eleanor unfairly. I think it’s because you are jealous of her. She is more clever than any other head of a dragon’s  family.”

“I really don’t have to listen to this. I’d  better go and see our offspring.” Father dragon set out for his son’s little room. 

“Here you are, my sonny. What are you doing, Hookie?”

Hooky the dragonet blushed. “You know, Father, I’m just a little … only a little, I’m crocheting.”

“Hookie, again? You know crocheting is not fitting for a dragonet. I’d rather show you how easy the job of scaring a Princess is. Look at me, you bulge out your eyes, like this, then blow up your breast, and ...”

“But Father, scaring princesses is such a bore,” Hookie interrupted his father.   

“Well, then. I’ll show you how you can pull a knight off his horse with your tail. Here, you will position  yourself like this, give a swing, and ...”

“Daddy, what if I don’t want to fight the knights?”

“Hooky, you’re a dragonet after all, and you must  slowly get used to it and work. I will  show you then how you can breathe out fire from your little snout and burn down everything in your way.”

Hooky gives out an appalled cry: “Daddy, hold back! Have you forgotten how our curtains were singed last time? Mummy was cross with us and wouldn’t  make us her quickrise for a month.”

“Well then, we’ll put it off for next time. But remember sonny, you’re growing, slowly, and you will simply have to get accustomed to some duties too. Indeed, what would the farmers think of us if we didn’t burn down their crops now and then? They might get offended  by our neglect. Life is not just fun.”

“I know Daddy, perhaps I’ll figure it out myself one day, when I am older.”

“Fine, Hookie. I am not upset, really. With your mum,  we only want you to grow one day into a big frightening dragon so we could be proud of you. I must be going now, I’ve got to see what our quickrise cake is doing.”

Father went off to the kitchen.

Hookie, the dragonet was left alone. He pondered:  “Poor parents, they worry about me. Am I to blame for being so fond of crocheting? By that I will never please my dad. If I want him to be proud of me, I have to be frightening. Everybody must be scared of me. Nobody will get frightened if I sit in my little room. I’ll set out on a journey into the world. Once I will have done scores of dragon’s heroic feats, my daddy and mummy will be boastful of their son and how they reared him. Then I shall come back home and we shall all be very happy.”

And Hookie did as he was resolved. In a while he was gone.   

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