Easter Morning Madness

Ben Bunny scratched his long, gray ears. “Now where did I put it?” he wondered to himself. It was very early on Easter morning and Ben had lost something. He couldn’t even remember what he had lost. His pink nose wiggled.

“Let’s see now,” Ben said, “It’s Easter morning. I do know that. Red Robin woke me up this morning. He told me that I had work to do.” Ben glanced around his underground home. There were top hats everywhere. Ben Bunny collected top hats. Some were gray. Some were black. And some had ribbons, too.

Ben peered under some of the hats. “I wish I could remember what I have lost,” he muttered. “Maybe Red Robin can help me.” Ben went up his front tunnel, plopping his favourite gray top hat between his ears.

On his way to Red Robin’s tree, Ben saw his friend Edward in the distance. Edward was waiting with his family and friends for the first rays of the Easter sun. “I have a feeling I should hurry,” Ben said to himself. “I have a feeling my work is supposed to be done very soon.” He hopped off in a hurry toward Red Robin’s tree.

Red Robin was sitting in his nest whistling a tune. “Help me, Red Robin,” said Ben. “What am I supposed to be doing this morning? Do you know?” Ben straightened his top hat. It had fallen a little to one side.

Red Robin scolded, “You’re the Easter Bunny. You’re supposed to deliver Easter eggs. You’d better get moving. The sun is coming up!” “You’re right! Now I remember,” Ben cried out excitedly. “And what I have lost are my Easter eggs. Have you seen them anywhere, Red Robin?”

“Yes, dear Ben,” Red Robin sighed. “They are in the meadow near the house of Jenny Mouse. That is where you always keep your Easter eggs.” “Thank you, thank you, and happy Easter Red Robin,” Ben called as he raced toward the meadow. “Now I must hurry if I am to deliver those Easter eggs on time.”

The sun was just beginning to show through the trees when Ben Bunny reached the meadow. What a sight greeted his pink-rimmed eyes! There were eggs everywhere! They were all colours and all sizes. Some were painted with tiny pictures. Some were made of chocolate Some were even wrapped in shiny pink and blue paper.

Jenny Mouse popped out of her house. “Well, Ben Bunny, you’ve got your work cut out for you this morning. Did you bring your basket?” Ben Bunny’s ears drooped sadly. “I left my Easter basket at home. How am I going to collect all these eggs?”

“Why don’t you use your hat?” asked Jenny . Ben hopped up and down. “That’s a great idea, Jenny. If I hurry, I can do my job before Edward gets home from watching the sunrise.”

Ben stuffed his top hat full of eggs and raced toward Edward’s house. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. “I’ve forgotten where I’m supposed to put these eggs.”

Ben began scattering the Easter eggs throughout the garden. He hid some in the bushes. He placed some in the flowers. He put some under the lawn furniture. When the job was done, Ben wiped his forehead. “Whew! It’s tough work being the Easter Bunny,” he said. He scratched a long, gray ear. “Now, where did I leave my hat?” he said to himself.