Some stories are the kind that just shouldn’t be believed by a proper, rational person. Therefore, they are often disregarded right from the telling, and quickly discarded as mere fantasy or fiction. These stories become the fairy tales of children, or the mythology of men. Yet, some of these stories happen to be true.
What happened to a young 12-year-old boy named Robbie changed him profoundly forever. Whether it was real life experience or the incredible product of a fertile imagination, I’m afraid, I will have to leave for you to decide. Either way, as a story teller, I could not leave this story untold. Come with me now and prepare to meet the Wonderkind.
“I loved this story. I am a grandmother and I was very happy to find such a wholesome, entertaining tale. It’s suitable for all of my grandchildren who range in age from middle grades to adults. As I read I could picture the characters walking in the beautiful, magical world where the Wonderkind live. I found the underground wildlife to be fascinating. The author kept me interested and curious to find out what would happen next. I’m very anxious to read more about the background of this race and the future of the Wonderkind as well. I hope the author is planning to release more soon!”
“It was a pleasure to discover the universe of the Wonderkind. The author painted a beautiful picture of the creatures and environment in a magical underground world. As I read, the world of the Wonderkind became very real. I loved the waterfall of truth. I wish I could swim there myself. I also enjoyed seeing how the main character changed and grew throughout the story. I want more of the Wonderkind! I hope the author writes more stories of this wonderful place and the interesting characters in it.”
“If you’re looking for a fun, fantasy story, I highly recommend The Wonderkind for readers young and old.”
They were standing on the edge of a huge cavernous area with soft yet bright light that emanated from the ceiling that looked to be 50 meters above them. The floor sloped gently down from where they stood until it reached a large aqua pool in the center of the cavern. A dolphin and two boys frolicked together in the water, each boy taking a turn being pulled around the pool, and then all three splashing one another and laughing. Standing beside the pool and watching the activity were two timid creatures that looked like very small elephants roughly the size of medium dogs. As soon as they spotted Lea, both creatures ran eagerly toward her making a sound like “hup-hup.”
Robbie was frightened at first, but as they jumped about Lea playfully, he began to relax.
“These lovely animals are called hups, for obvious reasons,” said Lea, laughing. “They are one of the few animals that live with us here in Sutala.” Robbie put out his hand and one of the hups gently wrapped his trunk around it, lifting his hand and then letting go, in what seemed to be a friendly greeting. Lea pointed to the pool and continued, “This is one of the access ports to the outside ocean. You can see Fala, one of our dolphin friends, playing there. She is the one who helped you get to the island safely.” The dolphin stopped playing and turned toward them, letting out two small high-pitched bursts of sound.
Lea laughed and then nodded at the dolphin. To Robbie she said, “Fala is glad to see you are still alive.”
Robbie barely heard the words. His head was spinning. The shock of his situation had finally caught up and slammed into him like a 30 foot wave. He was alive, but where? Lost somewhere deep underground? It suddenly got hard for him to breathe. The roof of the cavern seemed to be closing in on him. This was all too much to deal with. He just wanted to go home. Now. “You said that’s an access point,” said Robbie, running to the pool’s edge, “to the ocean. You must take me home. My father will pay you. Take me home—now!” He was shouting, and the panic he felt rose with the volume of his voice. Lea, the two boys, Fala and the hups merely stood quietly and watched him.
Neither Robbie’s shortage of swimming skills nor his lack of any idea how to reach the ocean surface stopped him from jumping right in. He was used to demanding what he wanted and failing that, making a complete nuisance of himself until he got it. He hit the pool’s surface with a loud splash, thrashed about for a few moments, and then sank like a stone.
The dolphin flashed into action, diving and circling up under Robbie’s now limp body. He clung instinctively to her dorsal fin as she brought him up to the surface and ferried him to the edge of the pool. As the two boys pulled the water-logged boy onto dry land, he spit sea water and opened his eyes, noticing a thick crescent-shaped scar on Fala’s back just above her fin. Once she saw Robbie was safe, Fala let out a short shrill burst, and with a leap into the air and a dive, disappeared beneath the water. The two boys rolled Robbie over.
Robbie frowned at them suspiciously. “Why did you stop me?” he demanded.
“You’re not going to get out that way—not unless you’re a dolphin,” said one of the boys, shaking his head.
By this time, Lea had arrived at the edge of the pool. She seemed to have a calming effect on Robbie. “Robbie, are you all right?” she asked, helping him to his feet.
“I guess so,” said Robbie, still somewhat annoyed.
“Paki is right, you know. You can’t go that way. Only dolphins have used that passage for the last 3,000 years. It’s one of the ways we have to keep track of the surface world. By the way, this is Paki and his brother Kali.” Both boys made a formal nodding gesture of acknowledgement.
Robbie sensed a polite welcome from them, but nothing more. No one in this place had any idea how important he was. He wasn’t sure what to do.