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How the Cheetah got its speed

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By Fraser Fowkes

How the Cheetah got its speed.


When the world began, all animals would be building shelters; gathering food and living peacefully, apart from the younger animals. Across the scorched African plains, the younger animals would play lots of games but their favourite was tag. They would sprint around all day, but when Cheetah got tagged he couldn’t tag anyone else. Cheetah, who had golden, sandy fur and who was as slow as a snail, lay down under a burnt tree for some shade.

Mid-day on Monday, whilst Cheetah was playing tag, a posh, grand Jaguar prowled towards him. “Ha!Ha! You’ll never catch us!” he sniggered.
“I don’t care!” retorted Cheetah as he meandered off.

The next day, when the blazing sun beat down on the barren landscape, a Lion slinked towards him with eyes like burning diamonds.

“Ha!Ha! Good luck with not being on today!” roared Lion.
“I don’t care!” retorted Cheetah as he sulked off once again. The melancholy trees sagged down as if mocking his mood.

On Wednesday, Leopard had come over. “Come on,” chuckled Leopard bouncing as he said it.”You need to be faster!”

“I don’t care!” cried Cheetah through rivers of tears. The more comments came in, the more his mood declined.

Down hearted and depressed, miserable and glum, Cheetah strolled through the Savannah. As he sluggishly wondered, the very few trees’ leaves danced above him. All the animals’ faces, that he came across, contorted as if laughing at his pathetic lack of speed. It was all too much! As Cheetah broke down into sobs of annoyance and anger, a Genie levitated across the dust and rock strewn ground.

How the Cheetah got its speed.


When the world began, all animals would be building shelters; gathering food and living peacefully, apart from the younger animals. Across the scorched African plains, the younger animals would play lots of games but their favourite was tag. They would sprint around all day, but when Cheetah got tagged he couldn’t tag anyone else. Cheetah, who had golden, sandy fur and who was as slow as a snail, lay down under a burnt tree for some shade.

Mid-day on Monday, whilst Cheetah was playing tag, a posh, grand Jaguar prowled towards him. “Ha!Ha! You’ll never catch us!” he sniggered.
“I don’t care!” retorted Cheetah as he meandered off.

The next day, when the blazing sun beat down on the barren landscape, a Lion slinked towards him with eyes like burning diamonds.

“Ha!Ha! Good luck with not being on today!” roared Lion.
“I don’t care!” retorted Cheetah as he sulked off once again. The melancholy trees sagged down as if mocking his mood.

On Wednesday, Leopard had come over. “Come on,” chuckled Leopard bouncing as he said it.”You need to be faster!”

“I don’t care!” cried Cheetah through rivers of tears. The more comments came in, the more his mood declined.

Down hearted and depressed, miserable and glum, Cheetah strolled through the Savannah. As he sluggishly wondered, the very few trees’ leaves danced above him. All the animals’ faces, that he came across, contorted as if laughing at his pathetic lack of speed. It was all too much! As Cheetah broke down into sobs of annoyance and anger, a Genie levitated across the dust and rock strewn ground.

When the Genie arrived, Cheetah told him the whole story of why he was sad. To his surprise, his three friends had asked Genie to give Cheetah some speed. After the Genie had given Cheetah the speed, he dashed back to his friends. Cheetah, who wasn’t on in the next round of tag, could now happily play tag with his friends.

To this day, Cheetah is the fastest land animal. Due to his experiences, he will never make fun of someone because they aren’t good at something.