The Story of Scholorpo

I was going through some old documents on WordPad and came across a story I wrote in 2007.
It was for Kids Kingdom, and it had to have the word "shlorpo" in it.

As I was reading it today I edited some of the misspellings, but other than that it's exactly how it was when I first wrote it.

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there lived a Prince named Edgar.

Edgar hated being a prince, he found that it was tedious! He hated his duties as a prince, and he hated his school work.

One day, when he felt particularly hateful about being a prince, he took a walk into the woods.

He walked and he walked and he walked. He walked across a tree that had fallen across a creek and he walked through a meadow. At the other side of the meadow he realized how tired he was, he looked around and decided upon a little patch of soft grass. He went over to lie down and take a rest.

He immediately fell asleep.

After a while he woke up to his stomach growling.

"Oh, I'm so hungry" He said as he looked around.

He spotted a berry bush and walked over to get some berries.

As he was picking berries he saw sparkles coming from inside the bush. Wondering what it could possibly be, he parted the branches and looked inside the bush, He saw a lamp sitting on the ground.

"I've heard stories about lamps. Maybe it’s a magic lamp!"

Edgar reached down and picked up the lamp, he very gently rubbed it.

A crescendo of purple smoke came out of the lamp. Edgar looked around in alarm.

"For releasing me from the lamp, you get three wishes" said a deep voice.

Edgar's alarm turned to instant happiness.

"Can they be anything I want?"

"Yeah sure, just have to follow a few rules, No wishing for more wishes, no wishing to rule the world, no wishing for pickles-"

"Pickles?" Said Edgar in confusion.

"Long story, won’t go into it right now. No wishing for your parents to let you eat all the junk food you want, otherwise the tooth fairy will come after me"

"I wish I knew your name" said Edgar, not at all meaning that he wanted to use his wish on that.

"Schlorpo is my name, and you now have only two wishes left to make"

"Oh no! That was so stupid of me! I can’t believe I did that!"

"Yeah well, hurry up and make your last 2 wishes, I have a meeting with some Djinn in India that I have to get to"

"I wish I was smarter! I’m so stupid!" moaned Edgar.

Schlorpo looked at Edgar and shook his head, "tsk tsk tsk. You only have one wish left"

Edgar opened and closed his mouth repeatedly as if he were going to say something, but nothing came out.

Edgar then picked up a stick and wrote in the dirt "I will not talk aloud until I know what I want my last wish to be."

"Very well, Edgar, just hurry it up."

Edgar looked thoughtful for a moment. "I wish I was no longer a Prince"

Schlorpo looked at Edgar, "You should learn to be more specific with your wishes."

Suddenly Edgar found himself as a tree.

"What did you do that for?" He said indignantly.

"You said you wished you were no longer a prince, you did not specify what you wanted to be. I made you into a tree"

"No fair!" yelled Edgar.

"Edgar, always be careful what you wish for, as you have learned, a wish is dangerous. You may wish for something, and once you have it realize that it’s not really what you wanted, but it may be too late to change it.

"I will turn you back into a prince, but remember that not all wishes can be revoked"

With that Schlorpo turned Edgar back into a prince, and from that day on Edgar was always happy to be a Prince, and when he grew up and was King, and his young Prince hated the Princely duties, Edgar told him the story of Schlorpo.